A breeze comes over my body as I begin to awake from my slumber. I flutter my eyes open to reveal that I am tied to a chair by the wrists and ankles in a near-complete dark room. Why would I need to be tied down? I look around the dark abyss-of a room for an answer, when it hits me. I'm not alone in this room. I'm not sure if it was the dizziness from my awake or just the confusion of this all that didn't allow me to take notice of him before, but it doesn't matter now. The bright light shone around this tall, dark figure, he seemed to be holding something in his hand. It had a needle on it's end - a syringe - that's what it's called.
As I was still taking in this man's presence, my dizziness's wore off and I began coming to my senses. I couldn't help the look of horror and fear that began to creep onto my face as I relived the past. This man had been following me around for a little over a year now. He was to blame for everything that was happening in my life. My mother and father getting into more fights, them taking me to a counselor, making my grades drop, and me getting framed for my sister's murder. She was young too, six or seven, the only reason they believed it was me was because of the way I talked about this tall man-beast.
As realization began to hit me harder, I began struggling and it was only then had I realized that this beast wasn't even faced in my general direction. He slowly turned his head first, then his entire body coming along with him. I struggled more and more with the ropes on my hands as I saw his pale, lifeless face that has haunted my nightmares for months. I opened my mouth, preparing to scream, as I then see the arm that's holding the syringe racing towards me at the speed of light, and plucks into the side of my neck. My head gets thrown to the side slightly as I feel the impact of this action.
My muscles begin to relax and my eyelids grew heavier as the same dizziness feeling came back to me. As I try to focus my eyes I see two figures coming from behind the tall man and begin untying the ropes on my wrists and ankles. A slight ringing begins in my ears as I hear mumbling in the background. I look back to the man. Why was I so afraid? What did I need to do again?
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Forgotten Past (A CreepyPasta FanFic)
Fanfiction"Are you sure about this, sir?" The man questioned his elder, his boss. "Are you questioning my decisions... MINE, MASKY?" The 'faceless' man had yelled at the young-in, his face contorting to his way of showing angry. "Need I remind you that I had...
