Wailing shrieks and screams of agony surround me. While I am still in a state of bewilderment, I see it. It's charging towards me. But I am paralyzed. I cannot move. My mind says run, but my body refuses.
Its dreadful screech rips through the cold air. I, again, squirm with all my power, but my effort is futile. It is running towards me and I am merely sitting here, petrified. Vulnerability and anxiety; these words now make perfect sense.
It's coming. I don't know what it is, but I know it's there and it's horrifying. I don't remember coming here. I don't even recognise this place.
It's a chaos; a havoc; a mayhem. This place is is lingering with tormented souls, but it's only coming for me.
In my state of vulnerability, I tell it to go away. I scream. I shout. It doesn't listen. So I stop. I am futile, my attempts are fruitless.
Then I see it, vividly. I scream as it charges towards me. I don't scream because I know it's coming to perish me, no, I scream because I realise what it is. As it stabs me, merciless, the light from my eyes fades away, my world ends and I feel nothing.
I wake up.
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Tailspin
Fantasy"Chaos is an angel who fell in love with a demon." ~ Fitting in had never been easy for him. He was the lonely kid, the mysterious one. My instincts told me to approach him and befriend him. It wasn't easy, but when it finally happened, I disco...
