I struggled and kick but to no avail, it took him nothing to slam my head on the board before grabbing the iron quickly and slowly bringing it to my face while I panicked. He loved my fear he loved all that hurt me.
"You brought this upon yourself," he smirk in pleasure.
"Tony?" A voice called, the person seem careless through her voice. However he kept pushing it to my face while I panic.
"Tony!"
"What the hell Elizabeth! Can't you see am fucking busy!" He yelled.
"I guess you'll be more busy in a hellhole as jail, a cop is down! Suspecting something, you better live the fag and bring your ass down!" She stomped away.
I was thrown to the floor and a kick landed on my back, he crouched down before pulling my hair making me look at him.
"Count you self lucky, you'll be as silent as possible, while I go down, any freaking noise from your little trap, consider yourself and the cop dead, after a terrible torture of curse, now move!" He dragged me out, throwing me back in the dark room, I rolled on the stairs and landed on the floor.
I winced as my face connected to the ground before seating up with a hiss, I saw nothing but darkness, I blinked my eyes and opened them wide trying to get rid of the darkness but still nothing, I sigh.
"What am I gonna do?" I whispered.
I went to my four limbs, deciding to creep to a corner, maybe if I trip on something I won't fall, I thought.
I checked the floor with my hands as I crept, finally I felt a wall that I ran my hands through with a smile, then I touched something else, I furrowed my brows in confusion and curiosity, I kept touching, I felt a head and three holes, then something like ribs and clothes, my fingers went in between two vertical object that were sail together. I frowned as I search my pocket for something that could bring light, as I was searching I felt my phone and quickly pull it out, I turn it on and pressed the torch icon, the room was filled with the dazzling light of my phone, I pointed the torch at the object and gasped. I scrambled backward away from the skeleton, I hit another object, with a quick jerk I turn the torch in the direction of the object and found another skeleton with a knife on the chest.
My breathing became fast as I scrambled away, I hit another object and stopped dead in track not wanting to turn around, my heart was pounding trying to escape my rib as cage, sweats broke on my forehead and my body trembled with fear. I slowly turn around and screamed, a skeleton hanged with a robe on the ceiling staring at me without eyes.
I dropped my phone in the process and my light went off, I screamed while running to the stairs, I didn't care of getting hurt if I tripped. My adrenaline was up, I was surprised to how I found the stairs without light.
I climbed the stair as fast as I could then tripped and fell because i wasn't watching, I landed on my chest which hurt but I was careless, I jolted up and ran to the door.
I turn the handle several times trying to open the door but with no success.
I banged on the door and screamed at the top of my lungs, "OPEN UP!" I bounded. I didn't care about Anthony's threat, adrenaline had taken over me, I just wanted to get out of the creepy room. I kept pounding and bounding while screaming. I was constantly hearing a creepy voice telling me scary stuffs.
"Look out! They are coming, they're coming to get you hurry! Break down the stupid door."
Just then I heard sounds of movement in the room and freaked out.
I banged and screamed more, my hands were burning from the hits and I decided to use my foot, I kicked the door really hard erupting a boom! Sound that echoed in the room, I kept repeating the act. While the voice never stopped.
"They're climbing the stairs get ready! they're trying to grab your foot, if the get their bonny hands on you they might eat you up for revenge, remember all the scary movie you watched? How those skeletons ate the little girl in the basement, in the Halloween day?"
I thought I lost my senses, I started pounding really really hard as hard as my hurt fist and feet could, I bet if I wasn't strong I could have started crying like a child locked in the dark.
Finally I here a clicked and the door was pushed opened revealing Anthony's pissed off face, all of a sudden my terrible fear was gone replaced with another type of fear, the one that makes your heart skip and make you back off.
"Making noises huh? After I fucking told you to hold your trap?" He growled.
I back off till I was down the stairs and we were in the dark, I tried running in the dark but he grabbed my hand and yanked me to the floor delivering heavy blows to my stomach.
I coughed trying to get my breathing out, I had a sore test and a thick liquid pour out from my mouth.
"I don't have time to deal with you now, but believe me tomorrow your life will be hell!" With that he stabbed a syringe into my neck making me yelped and immediately grabbed my neck and gasped.
I heard his retreating footsteps fading in the hall then the door was slammed shut with a bang.
I began feeling weird, a huge pain bolted in my body, I felt like I had fire running in my vain instead of blood, my head became heavy with pain, I began sweating like I was in a hot micro wave. I tried moving but it seemed impossible, I screaming but my voice was shut down, I shut my eyes tight, that only worsen the situation.
I was in a world of tremendous pain, and nothing could save me.
To be continue...
Sorry for not going straight to the point and rescuing Alexander, he just have to pass through some more torment before comfort. Stay turn and follow me.
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The story of my life (wattys2019)
Non-FictionAlexander tried all he could to be happy, but each time he faces another hell, happiness seem to be the last thing in his life, maybe when he dies he'll find it. First his father turn into a monster seeking for his misery, then his mother died, he...