One night..
She was sleeping in her bed when a strange sound of clawing on the wooden door of the bedroom made her alert. She sat and kneeled up in bed, sweat was dripping all over her face because she knew that it was him. He came for her, it was the story of every night, but that night was going to be different, worse than other nights or it was a beginning of hell on earth for her.
She pulled a blanket over her to cover herself and tried to block that sound going into her ears by covering them with hands tightly but it wasn’t working. The sound of clawing was growing louder and louder and then it started rumbling like an animal. And so the door opened with a slam, her body shook badly with fear and her eyes filled with tears because she knew that something dreadful was going to pass off to her that no one would ever wish to face.
Heavy feet sound on the wooden floor was echoing in her ears, her body was throbbing with fright. She had become a prey for him, he was haunting her since she saw him in those gloomy woods.
She kept laying in bed motionless, but she could sense the heavy burden on the bed as someone was at the corner of the bed. At the moment, the sheet with which she was covering herself from that horrifying thing was now in the air and she was all exposed. She was taken aback to realize that the evil thing could touch things and might be her too.
She piled up some courage and opened her eyes to see it, but she could see nothing only feel heavy panting over her skin, and growling of an animal. Her lips were trembling with fear, then she shrunk her body as tiny as she could in the bed and intertwined her finger in praying manner.
'Oh lord, save...' she muttered these words, but before she could say more, something hit her face so hard that threw her away from the bed and dashed her against wall. It was a slap of some unearthly power, it was so powerful hit that threw her into the side wall of the bedroom. She screamed when she got hurt and smashed herself against the wall and that powerful hit made her blacked out. She fell on the floor motionless, the half side of her face turned red and started swelling on half side of the face.
Next morning when she got all her senses back, felt pain in her face, she stumbled a few steps to the dressing table and got a look of her face, it was now turned blue but the swelling was gone. She started crying her face was still aching and she was terrified by the last night incident. She did not want to be alone in the house, so she decided to go to cafe no matter what but she did not wish to be alone in the house or spend more time in the house.
She got dressed for her job as a waitress and tried to hide that bruise with heavy make up, but it was so visible and make up couldn't help to conceal it. She went to the cafe, her mates could see the bruise so they inquired about it in concern, but she did a story that she slipped in the bathroom.
it was going well in the cafe but things were just about to get worse. She went to the cellar to get some crockery set, it was a well lighted place, but not an idealistic situation for a panicky soul. She was all alone in the basement and she could feel the malevolent stare at her, she could feel his presence there as he was waiting for an opportunity. It was so cold down there, but it shouldn't be because there was no refrigeration in there, it was full of crockeries and cutleries and tables and chairs and other stuff. It was no way to feel cold in there, she could see her breathing coming out her mouth.
She got the crockery set and headed to the upstairs, but before she could make it, she felt heavy breathing on her exposed neck, he was behind her. His breathing was cold like ice and drew her body shuddered with cold and as well as endless fear. She had become his toy, he was toying with her as an animal play with its prey before killing it. She could feel the burning of hell around her, she was not living, but suffering day by day.
