Horror / Scary Stories

Black

Blackness. An empty blackness. My eyes are open, my hands are moving. But I can't move anything else right now.

Why is it so dark? Where am I.

A light starts to come on.

Faded at first, but then it glares on. It looks like I'm looking at a two-way mirror. I'm looking at a young face. When I try to make a face though nothing on that face changes.

His finger comes up and taps the mirror.

I jump.

What the hell?

I jump again.

I see these blocks coming towards me and I jump again. But I'm not the one in control of when I jump.

I'd feel like this is when my heartbeat would be pounding so hard behind my ears.

Where's my heartbeat....oh fuck.

I keep jumping.

I'm in his phone.

Not only that. I'm in a game, on his phone.

The last thing I remember is being strapped to a table. That's where I remember my heart beating uncontrollably. But after that it was all black.

The door behind him opens up.

A tall male comes in and he's smirking. I'd quiver and hide if I was there. It's him. He's the one who strapped me to the table.

I mentally shiver as he stares right at me in here. He winks.

"Whos next?" The man asks.