Somewhere In Hell

Chapter One

"Please don't kill me. Please.."

"You need to die cause I love killing."

"PLEASE!"

James suddenly woke up. He was sweating all over. He got up and moved to the washroom. He seemed angry. Angry at his dream. Why? He had had this same dream or nightmare for the past month. So he was visibly irritated.

"Why?" He asked.

He stared at his reflection in the mirror. His reflection stared back.

James turned on the tap as the cold water gushed out. He collected some in his palm to clean his face. Just as he threw the water on his face, it felt warm. The cold water from the tap had suddenly turn warm.

James looked in the mirror to see what was on his face and OH MY GOD. It was BLOOD. RED CREEPY BLOOD.

He screamed as he stumbled back. Then he noticed another strange thing. His reflection in the mirror was just staring at him. He, James was moving about but his reflection has obviously refused to do so.

As he was stumbling back, he tripped on a piece of cloth and fell down. But he didn't fall on the hard floor as expected. He fell on a soft piece of mattress.

He then woke up.