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          I retrace my steps where the door led too, I wanted to escape this trap. I wanted to move, I wanted to run, I needed to scream. All I wanted to do was live normally, yet fear was the one that held me back. I couldn't move at all, I could hear footsteps. A snap of the leaves, the rustling of the door, the incomprehensive grunting and screaming. The door began to open ajar from the very creaks of its age. I could see the white body, both eyes of the tears and blood were staring at me. The monster screamed for help as he turned around to stick its head out of the door. A slam of closing echoed throughout my ears, I could feel them bleeding from within. The rushing liquid of my mind began to go insane, my thoughts went from doubt to happiness, to fear. In these emotions I still froze, the monster had no mouth. No way to emote about is the next meal, it just stared. I told my body to move, I yelled at it, mentally screaming all my heart. I fell onto the floor, I went limp, cold. In that moment of realization, had control of my body once more. To use my hands in springing up onto my feet, I move along the walls. Still knocking into everything along the wall and shelf. In a reaction, I grabbed what I could feel to then chuck it at the monster. Again they disappeared into nothing until one of them forced itself through the effect. Blasting across the room the sharp and angular object struck itself upon the eye of tears. The eye cried even more, yet there was blood streaking from its body. Purple liquid ran from its socket. I wanted more, yet I was fearful all of the same. More and more objects were flung at the creature, some to which disappeared, others that missed, yet no more could make contact. I threw three more objects until the last one went up high enough for the creature to lose its sight on me. The bleeding eye went crazy while the damaged crying eye looked up at the object. This gave me enough time to bend to a crouch and tackle the monster. The monster screams in surprise as my body becomes squashed and crunched by the chest of this being. As hard as a rock, the body felt extremely cold to me, even to the point that it felt metallic. The eye of the bleeding began to put its holding gaze upon my body, I couldn't move. I could hear the screams and muffles, I could not tell what it could have come from, the body did not vibrate. As the muffles continued, the bleeding eye began to produce a more crimson like material, the blood like liquid quickly solidified into a blacked crimson mess. Encasing itself around my body in a steady restriction. I was immobile, I can only perceive the emotions of fear and terror. The muffles stopped, everything ran still. I could feel the eyes moving, the purple blood oozing under my stomach. Breathing began to exhaust from the center of the body, it sounded like my breathing. The breathing began to become sporadic, faster and faster until one last breath of air slowed to a halt. I began to scream in pain, my stomach was on fire, moving all around within me. To feel my skin rushing back and forth like friction, I could feel my body begin to bleed over the stomach of the forever-still monster. I tried to escape, yet it was not enough, I was chained to this beast. The oily fluids of red began to spill into the outward floor that laid beneath our bodies. Within the silence, I could hear the griding of biting and crunching to the flesh and bone. I could not tell where it was coming from, as I began to lose feeling upon my body. Up, down, right, left, release, I felt lighter, yet looser. My breathing began to slow down, my eyes began to wonder without my will. I felt free, this is peace. I can be with my family, my brother, my home. Everything will be mine again, I'm here, I will be there. I'm ready... Take me home.  

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