CREEPS Series
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Sandra was a lover of art. When she was a little girl,she owned over twenty packs of crayons and coloring books. It reached a stage that the coloring books were not enough to satisfy her urge for art that she went on to paint the white wall in the living room with her crayons. Her father beat her to pulp for staining the wall. She cried all day but that did not stop her from loving art. When she was about to enter into senior secondary school,her friends and family especially her dad tried to cajole her to go for science instead of art and commercial but she ignored them and went for art instead. She made the right choice for she was the overall best in art. She had the best WAEC result in her set. She gained admission into University of Lagos to study fine art. After four years,she graduated with a first class. She went ahead to obtain a master's degree in fine arts. Getting a job was easy for Sandra. She became a well established artist and a renowned art critic. One day, She was invited to an art gallery exhibition by a famous artist . When she got to the exhibition,she saw a very beautiful painting of a young boy and girl holding hands . The painting was so detailed and very attractive. As she was admiring the painting,she felt someone's presence behind her. She looked back and saw no one. As time went on,Sandra was pressed and then decided to make use of the toilet located in the art gallery for guest. As she was using the toilet,the light went off. This was a source of discomfort to Sandra and she was definitely going to put it in her report when asked to give her review as an art critic concerning the art exhibition. After two minutes,the light was restored. As Sandra was washing her hands,she felt a presence behind her again. Quickly,she turned to see who it was.She was shocked and terrified when she saw a boy and a girl holding hands in front of her. Their upper and lower lips were sewn together with a red thread. Sandra heart beat increased drastically. She then realised that the children looked familiar. They looked exactly like the boy and girl in the painting. The girl then pointed towards the window located in the toilet . Sandra looked at the window of the toilet and saw nothing. Quickly she looked back in the direction of the boy and girl but they were no where to be found. Her fear intensified. She ran out of the toilet. When she got to the main hall of the art exhibition,she saw everybody chatting like everything was normal; the atmosphere of the art exhibition was exactly the way it was before she went to the toilet. She moved towards the painting to confirm if the boy and girl were still in the painting. The painting was intact. The boy and girl were still holding hands and their lips were free. Maybe she was just hallucinating. Suddenly,the power supply was interrupted again. Everywhere was quiet. A minute later,the power supply was restored but something was not right; everywhere was still quiet.She looked around and saw everybody pointing at her. Her fear intensified. She then asked with a loud voice
"Please,why are you people pointing at me? "
Immediately a voice replied her
"They are pointing at you because you are not one of us."
She looked around to locate the person that replied her. It was the owner of the art gallery. Sandra then asked stammering
"Mr Collins,what..what do you mean? I am an artist and also an art critic like everyone here"
Suddenly,everybody except Mr Collins and Sandra disappeared into thin air . Sandra was terrified. All of a sudden, Mr Collins pulled a pistol from his pocket and shot Sandra's left leg. She screamed in agony. Sandra looked down at a leg and realised that it wasn't a bullet but a tranquilizing dart. She could not feel her legs anymore. She tried to move but fell to the ground. She started to shout for help. Mr Collins laughed and said
"Shout all you want,no body will hear you. You are in the gallery of the dead."
Mr Collins snapped his finger and immediately,a wooden chair appeared out of no where. Mr Collins then moved towards Sandra,carried her and put her on the chair. He snapped his finger again and two long ropes appeared. He tied her hands to the chair with the ropes. He snapped his finger again and a big machine appeared. The machine had a long flexible tube that divides into five smaller tubes with sharp looking terminals. He snapped his fingers again and this time around,a small saw appeared in his hand. Sandra watched in horror but could not do anything because she was paralyzed. Mr Collins then moved towards Sandra and asked her
"Are you left handed or right handed?"
Sandra did not answer him but decided to shout for help. Mr Collins laughed and said
"I told you,no matter how you shout,nobody will hear you. Okay,let see your hands. Your left hand is looking less muscular so that means you must be right handed. It is believed that the less utilized hand has hidden benefits and you about to witness one of the benefits"
Mr Collins then touched Sandra's shoulder and said
"I know you must be wondering why you are in this situation right now. I have been monitoring people like you. People with extraordinary talents. I am very impressed with your academic achievement. You have master's in fine art at the age of twenty four. Now with this excess talent of yours,I can create a phenomenal work of art"
After talking,Mr Collins took Sandra's left hand and started to use the saw to cut off her fingers. Sandra screamed in agony and pain. The sound of her her bone against the saw made Sandra slipped in and out of consciousness. It was a painful experience. After sawing off all her fingers on her left hand, Mr Collins took the five terminal tube ends and inserted it into the bleeding spaces made from the sawing off the fingers. Blood started to flow from her left hand into the machine. Mr Collins patted Sandra's cheek and smiled. He then snapped his fingers and out of no where an art canvas with a white paper surface,a long tube,an empty paint container and a painting brush appeared. He connected one end of the long tube to the machine and put the other end of the tube into the empty paint container.A reddish fluid started to drain into the paint container. Mr Collins took the paint brush and dipped it into the paint container containing the reddish fluid. He looked at Sandra and said
"Miss Sandra look, I am turning your blood into art paint so that I can use it to produce an artistic phenomenon. With the talents of yours embedded in your blood,I can only imagine the wonders I can perform on this art canvas"
Mr Collins removed his shirt and started to mumble some inaudible words. Suddenly,a large hole appeared on his stomach. Sandra started to scream out of extreme fear. A strange hand started to emerge from the dark hole on Mr Collins stomach. The hand picked up the paint brush. Mr Collins then carried the painting brush to the art canvas and started to paint with Sandra's blood. Sandra got weaker as her blood drained into the paint container. Mr Collins continued to paint on the canvas with Sandra's blood. His phone started to vibrate in his pocket. He had a call. He looked at Sandra and said
"I have a phone call from a potential buyer of this present painting. Your blood is going to fetch me a lot of money. Let me answer this call. I will be right back."
He answered the call and walked out of the main hall. Sandra saw this as an opportunity to escape but all her effort to break loose from her binding to the chair were in vain. Suddenly two people crawled out from the wall. Sandra was scared and terrified. She recognised the people. It was the boy and girl she encountered in the toilet. They were still holding hands and their lips were stitched together. They started to move towards Sandra. She started to rock the wooden chair in an attempt to set her self free. The boy and girl got closer to her and stood in front of her. Sandra heartbeat increased. The boy and girl then stretch forth their hands and touched the rope binding Sandra. Immediately,the ropes vanished. Sandra was surprised and shocked at the same time. The boy slowly removed the terminal tube from Sandra's fingerless hand. Sandra groaned in pain. Sandra tried to stand on her feet but fell down in the process. The boy and girl supported her and lifted her up. Suddenly,Mr Collins entered into the main hall and was shocked when he saw two children helping Sandra to escape. Mr Collins shouted in anger
"What are you people doing here? How did two children gain access into the gallery of the dead? Why are you helping her? Can't you see that I am using her blood to create an artistic masterpiece. Her blood is booming with untapped talent. So return her back to the chair now and let me finish my painting. Wait a minute,you guys look familiar. You remind me of the twins whose blood I used to paint my first masterpiece. I thought you two died after I used your blood. I buried your dead bodies."
The children ignored him and continued to help weak Sandra to walk towards the door. Mr Collins anger intensified and he shouted
"Are you guys deaf!!! I said return her back to the chair so that I can finish my painting. You guys are just allowed to roam about in the gallery of the dead but don't have the audacity to interfere with my painting process. So for the last time,return Sandra to the chair now!"
The boy and girl ignored him again. The hole on Mr Collins became wider and another hand started to emerge from the hole. Mr Collins shouted in anger
"You guys are just figments of this gallery's imagination and yet you refuse to obey me. I killed you guys before and I will do it again."
Mr Collins snapped his finger but this time,nothing happened. He was surprised and shocked. He snapped his finger again and again but nothing happened. He snapped again and again and again but still nothing happened. He said with confusion in his tone
"What's happening? Why can't I summon things from the gallery of the dead? What is going on?"
The boy and girl dropped Sandra on the floor slowly. They looked at each other and together ,they snapped their fingers. Immediately,a pistol appeared in the hand of the girl. The girl then pointed the pistol at Mr Collins and without hesitation ,she shot Mr Collins. Mr Collins became paralyzed. The hole with the hands on his stomach vanished. He fell to the ground and groaned in pain. The boy and girl snapped their fingers again and an axe appeared out of nowhere. The boy picked up the axe and moved towards Mr Collins. When he got to Mr Collins, he raised the axe and without thinking twice,he slashed open Mr Collins head. The blood of Mr Collins splashed everywhere. Sandra screamed in terror when she saw how the boy killed Mr Collins. She gathered strength and ran towards the door. The boy and girl watched Sandra as she ran out of the gallery. When Sandra got outside,she did not know where she was. Her left severed hand was still bleeding. After walking for sometime,she found herself standing on a major road with people moving around. As she was about to ask for help from a a passerby,she fainted and slumped to the ground.
Two days later,she woke up in an health clinic. The nurse came to her bed and said
"Thank God you are awake. You have been in a coma for the past two days but don't worry you did not lose the pregnancy. Your baby is intact and healthy"
Sandra was confused by the words of the nurse. So she said
"What are you talking about? What do you mean by pregnancy? What baby are you talking about? I am not pregnant."
The nurse smiled and said
"It's normal to forget about your pregnancy because of the traumatizing event you experienced. Madam,I can tell that you are almost nine months pregnant just by looking at your baby bump."
Quickly,Sandra looked at her stomach and was terrified when she saw her swollen stomach. As she was about to talk,she felt a very sharp pain in her stomach. She started to groan and roll in pain. The nurse rushed out of the room to call the doctor. The doctor ran into the room and said
"She is going into labour. Quickly take her to the labour room now. Looks like she going to have an early delivery."
Natural delivery was not feasible for Sandra so the doctor suggested that she must undergo caesarean section operation for her to deliver. Sandra had no choice but to agree,so she signed some documents. When everything was set,the doctor started the surgery. During the surgery,the doctor and his surgical team found out that Sandra was pregnant with twins. They carried out the operation successfully. After some hours,Sandra woke up. She looked at her stomach and realized that her stomach has reduced. The nurse entered the room with a trolley and a smile on her face. The nurse moved the trolley towards her and said
"Congratulations Madam. You have given birth to twins. A boy and a girl. They are so adorable and cute."
Sandra quickly sat up and looked into the trolley. She saw the babies. The baby boy and girl were holding hands. Sandra was shocked and filled with fear. The twins reminded her of the twins that rescued her from the gallery of death. She then said to herself
"I must be dreaming because I don't know how I got pregnant talk less of giving birth to twins. This must be a dream."
The nurse heard her words and said
"I know it must be hard to accept the reality that you are a mother but that's common with new mothers. You will be fine trust me. So if I may ask,who is the father?"
Sandra looked at the nurse with confusion written all over her face and said
"I have no idea. I don't even know. What are my going to tell people. Nobody knows that I am pregnant ?"
The nurse smiled and said
"No need to worry,people will understand and celebrate with you when they hear the news. Moreover this twins are just too cute for you to deny them. They have been holding each other hands since the time of their delivery. They even have to clean and bath them together. They are just so adorable."
After saying this,the nurse left Sandra and the babies. Sandra looked at the twins and sighed. The twins chuckled and smiled at her. Sincerely,they are really adorable.
The End
Written by PillarFox
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CREEPS Series
HorrorCREEPS Series is a series of different interconnected stories that is filled with horror and creepiness.
