In the midst of desperation surrounded by an odorous atmosphere reeking of dead and old, there was a feeling of anxiety walking in these vast surroundings, while the moon made it even more ominous, a crimson moon shining down this abandoned chateau, as if this was taken out of a horror film. The crimson blizzard cold made the environment unhospitable, it gave a strange sensation as if it was another world, a crimson world from a past time where this place belonged to its rulers.
Me and John were looking for the others that got lost, and I'm starting to get a really bad feeling, there must be something wrong with this place, we tried contacting the other two groups but we're not getting any response, I'm getting worried by those three. It's been hours and we've been wandering around crumbling and retching hallways. Maybe it was a bad idea to come to this place and if we come alive after this we'll be getting in a lot of trouble, there's just no way that we'll get out of this unharmed.
"Hey John, I have been wondering?" I asked worried which prompted John to ask me "What is it babe?". "Have you noticed that we perhaps might be walking in circles, I don't know how to really explain it, but it's getting more and more sinister by every second that passes,". "I haven't noticed anything, don't let it affect you, babe I'm here to protect ya," John comforted me with its sweet words, although I heard those words I'm feeling that there is some wrong with this place.
Time keeps passing by and John still remains hopeful that somehow they're alive as he knows that there will be trouble, however, I've lost all hope and started thinking that the worst happened and I would leave this place immediately.
"Huh? This is weird...Haven't we passed by this hallway before?" John questioned as he started to realize something strange is happening. At that point he realized that we can't continue this search and decided that we had to leave as soon as possible. When I heard those words it felt like a canon, I was relieved that this was finally over.
"We need to get out, now! There's no way that we can continue with this in these conditions, we've done everything we could," John gave up the search with frustration as he seems to have realized the danger of remaining any longer outweighs the questioning from the police and parents "I don't know about the others, but now is everyone by itself, if they haven't left this place its on them, we can't do anything else".
This situation felt as if it was taken out of a bad plot whose author has a block of ideas and is trying to rush a history by writing in quantity rather than quality, it is of really bad taste. However, we will be leaving this retching hell hole.
As we've started to go back we realize how big are these hallways and how much we've walked, it seems as if time stopped and we're walking eternally in circles. "John, don't ya feel... that this place is like a maze? As if we're getting astray?" I hesitantly asked afraid of him thinking that this place is messing my mind. "I've been thinkin' that something wrong is happening but not to that point," said John seemingly not budging to this horror house.
Each time I look at his strong back, I remember the first time John's been inside me, a feeling of lust and pleasure took over myself, the fact that these thoughts feel so forbidden made it the more attractive, forbidden thoughts and acts killing my purity, it feels as if John is mine and mine alone to make feel these emotions. This selfishness inside feels that its justifiable.
With each second passing by, walking around with these forbidden thoughts, I keep having these visions about a girl who looks like me, but at the same time seems a lot different than I am, she looked...more pure, a white dress, red tear marks, and seemingly red hair with shades of blonde.
"Babe? Babe!?" John snapped me out of my thoughts. "Sorry, I got a little distracted with my thoughts," I apologised with a smile. "Don't worry I think it's not your fault I mean we're inside this place it's fair to say that we need some positive thoughts to get out of this situation," John tried to give me support.
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Crimson Horror
HorrorJen is a 15 year that lives with her parents and her brother Joey. One day she and her friends planned a courage test on a haunted castle, in order to prank Joey. However, the magnitude their plan had on their lives was beyond imagined. The question...