It was a cold lonely night, I strolled down the soaked concrete as my plastic grocery bag swayed in sync with my steps. I began to round a corner my eyes focused on the brick edge of a liquor store, as the dim light of the crackling street lamp faded I could feel my left runner catch the sidewalk, a wash of fear ran over me and before I knew it I hit the rough pavement and my head started to throb. I flipped over, everything was twirling in a sickening motion. As I opened my eyes my head felt numb and I couldn't see much but the night sky above me. I pushed myself up, my elbow cracked and a large white figure loomed above me coming closer and closer. I could feel a rough hand around my right wrist followed by a sharp pain, almost like a needle.
I awoke in a white room with bright lights a red tube was emerging from my right arm my head still throbbing I attempted to lift my leg but to my surprise it felt as though something was missing. A white blanket covered my left arms, torso, and legs. A loud beeping came into range and I began to realize, I was in a hospital.Finally my vision cleared up and everything came I to focuse there was a table next to my bed but instead of it having the usual scalpel and surgical scissors rest in on it, a large butchers knife sat beside me, its edges sharp and lean but also red, next to it lay a small needle and thread also dripping in blood, aswell as a saw usually used for trees. Next I knew a tall figure creeped into the room, its arms long and it's back arched almost to a 90 degree angle, its face was long and emotionless other than a tight grin pulling its boney face up toward the lights its eyes were wide and empty like a cartoon. He reached to the red tube and yanked it out of my arm, I let out a loud shriek and red began to squirt from my wrist pooling onto the white sheets. I pulled the blanket off my body and flung my legs to the ground, sitting up.I felt a stining pain in my thighs. The creature standing,now at the foot of the bed, grinned tighter then before. I looked down at where my feet should be touching the floor, two puddles of red sat glimmering on the floor my legs had been severed only to the knee down and two messily stitched up thighs sat dangling off the bed. I could feel the creature inching toward me it's long arms pushing it along the polished floor. As it came closer one off its skinny arms reached out slowly and pushed me in the chest with suprising force. I toppled over laying across the bed. I could barley see his claw reach to my face and next I knew everything went black.
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Head Last
HorrorHere's a cute little short story. It is a little gorey though. Just a warning!