The kitchen was nice, it had tile floors and granite counter tops and table. I went to the knife holder and took two knives and a pair of scissors. I also looked through the draws and managed to find a flashlight and a lighter as I took them. Next, I head to the garage and get some rope, because you never know what happens in these situations. After that I search the house for anything else and find a gym bag that I put a first aid kit, some water, and some protein bars in along with the rope as I sling it over my shoulder.
I take a deep breath and head outside, clicking on the flashlight and immediately see something flash past my vision, it looked black and small, as though it were four times as big as a skunk but much... bulkier? I blink and check the area but I see no signs of whatever it was. As I continue my search I pull a knife out of the gym bag quietly and hold it in my right hand and hold the flashlight over it as I keep on my toes. I hear clicking all around me but I remain calm as I keep searching for the fuse box.
I think to myself, "If I can turn on the power again then maybe we can contact someone and get help sent. After turning on the power I'll look for the guys." I shiver as there's a heated breath that runs down my neck, when I spin around to stab whatever it was there was nothing. It was gone without a sound or trace. In turn, I end up becoming more tense as I keep looking for the fuse box.
I finally find the fuse box only to see it had been ripped from the wall as I softly curse at it to myself and groan. "Guess this won't be as easy as I had hoped..," I had thought to myself as I look through the remains, inspecting the damage done. "It seems whatever did this had massive claws and tore it off the house... and whatever 'it' is it doesn't want anyone getting away from this house alive," I sigh and take not of the surroundings, the lush trees creak with the wind as the leaves ruffle. The wind was a bit chilly as I shiver slightly. The ground was most covered in grass and there were no signs of prints, whatever it was it didn't want to be caught and knew how to do just that. I could feel it's eyes glued to me but I wonder as to why it hadn't made an attempt to kill me yet, feeling it's blood lust and desire to rip me in half I question what it is that it fears that I have and the other guys didn't.
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Sin and Corruption
Non-FictionCaleb, a 27 year old college guy, goes to a college party with his friend Jewlian. While the night goes on, it might not end the way they want it to.
