Dark Symphonies

Clementine

It's just there. It won't go away. Every night for the past three days it's been at my door... Standing. It has the body of a decomposed corpse. It's right hand seemed to be missing for the flesh looked as if the hand had been ripped off. It's head was bald and muscular. It was extremely tall, I would estimate it to be taller than six feet. It was silent.
It would be there every night. It would never move. It would just stand there as if waiting for me.
I was home alone because my brother was in Oklahoma. He never told me why. He just said he'll be back in a couple of days.
I was dreary yet I could not sleep. I was instilled with fear. But I was also tired of it being there watching me. I reached for my iPhone. I turned on my flashlight and flashed the body with it.
When I flashed it in that direction... It was not there.
I looked around. It was gone. Scared even more, I got up and checked everywhere in the house.
I walked in the kitchen and checked the pantry.
I went to both bathrooms and checked the showers and closets.
I went into all the bedrooms and checked the living room twice.
I checked everywhere... Except the basement.
I walked to the basement door. It was ajar. I opened it slowly. I felt a cold current blow against my face. I had forgotten that the a/c was strong down here. I traveled down the stairs. I heard something move.
"Hello? Who's down here? Or what's down here?"
I furthered my presence in the room, scanning my surroundings. A bag of flour fell, powdering the floor. I took my phone and ignited that area, investigating what could have caused it to fall. I then heard movement behind me. I slowly turned to see who... Or what it could have been.
To my surprise, my cat Clementine was prancing ever so elegantly. Her upper right paw had to be amputated due to a nervous condition she had.
"You're such an evil cat."
She walked and purred on my leg as if for forgiveness.
"I forgive you."
I picked up the flour big and placed it back on the shelf. I cleaned up the mess.
While I was cleaning I heard a deep hiss come from behind me.
"That's enough devilishness for one night Clem."
I heard a moan that gave me shivers. I knew it had to have been Clem.
"You're not gonna scare me Clem, so you can stop."
I was a bit worried so I turned around.
It was that thing. That body that visited me each night. It walked towards me moaning.
"No, no..."
I shined my phone at it. I saw... Nothing. There wasn't a face. Just deep indentations where the eye should be.
"What are you?! Get away from me!"
I looked at its right hand. I realised. It was Clementine.
With her other thin, ghastly hand, she grabbed me. She pulled me in and drag me to a door in the basement. I was fighting but her grip was strong. She opened the door and pulled me in with her. She threw me on the fabric on the floor and closed the door. She walked toward a counter filled with terrorising objects. Scissors, butcher knives, blackjacks, switchblades, anything you name it. Behind me a bed with chains used as straps was illuminated by a single light pointing in its direction. Blood and rust has blended together, both giving an iron-like aroma. The room was filled with cabinets of chemicals, needles, sharp objects, and so much more.
Clementine walked towards me. She picked me up with her cold and thin hands and placed me on the bed. She wrapped my arms with the chains. I was too struck with fear, so I did not fight back. She took the chains and wrapped my legs to the bed. The chains were digging into my skin; I knew escape was now impossible.

~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~