Horror / Scary Stories

Jump

High.

Low.

Circular.

Jump, duck and roll.

Hop.

Limp or stand on one leg.

The other is now gone.

I was taken from my home in the middle of night. Now Im in an abandoned building full of traps. As much as I jump, skip, hop or walk in circles, I just lost my leg to a saw because I didn't lift that leg fast enough.

Pain.

Lots of pain.

No way to stop it.

No way to get out.

No help.

Light. Fresh Air. Crickets.

I look up and see a door has opened. The door to outside.

You have 5 minutes to make it to that door and you can get out. Or I will have my fun with you.

A voice over the speaker says. I cringe away from that scratchy horrific noise.

Jump.

Pause.

Jump.

Pause.

Grip the wall.

This is so much harder with one leg, blood loss and feeling dizzy. How am I going to get out of here and survive to live another day?

I hear scraping behind me.

I look.

Oh, why did I have to look.

The man is at the end of the hall. Hes massive. Tall, very broad, very muscular and very intimidating. I shrink as I see he has a knife in his hand that's trailing along the wall.

I shiver as I hope a few times again.

I won't make the door at this rate. But my heart is slowing down and its so hard to focus. I see the door closing slowly. I can feel the air getting stuffy.

Nooo I can't be locked in here with him. I hear the scrapping of the knife getting closer and closer to me.

I blink. Getting harder to open my eyes.

"It's my lucky day." He says as I look up at him. His eyes are piercing. His scent smells delightful. Even if he's pulling me to my death.

Darkness my old friend.