Flesh Wounds

Chapter Twenty-two ""

34 Pov

"Fuck I'm up!" I yell. Wait. I thought.

What the fuck??? I turn around. "I was staring at the wall?" I ask. But no one was there. I thought. I thought someone?

What the hell is going on? Where's my tablet? Maybe back where I was before. I walk over to where my beer bottle is. Where I was passed out earlier.

Well there it is. I pick up my tablet and I open it up. Its 2:26.

What the hell is going on?

*Crash!*

"Wh-who's there?" I ask turning around. I think, that came from the kitchen.

"Helloooo?.." I whisper in the dark peaking me head around.

My eyes are trying to adj-. There's something there. Or. Someone. Against the wall like I was.

I turn back around the corner away from it. My heart going at a fast pace. This seems.. as well.. oddly.. familiar..

I peak back around the corner and my eyes adjust again. ...
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It's turned around

It's looking at me

It's

It's

I retreat back to where I passed out at. I lie down right where I was and I pretend to be asleep. I keep my eyes closed. But enough so I can see.

Now.. I wa-

Just a shadow, it's all I see. Coming around the corner like a zombie.

I just. It must be the alcohol.. it has to be.

I close my eyes...

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I open them. It's, go-

It's standing in front of my face. It's feet are just outside of my view.

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Nothing's happening.

I'm afraid. To close my eyes, even blink.

But.. I, must look away.. my heart can't take this..

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I o-
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A blue eye. Meets mine.
This is scaring me. But I don't dare to blink.

Must be the alcohol. I'm just drunk...
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