I pace up and down my room. My eyes darting from the makeshift curtain to the locked door and the closet. My eyes shifting from thing to thing, constantly on edge. I hear a shift in the closet. I look and see the fingers of the beast clutching the top of the closet door. Slowly I watch it let its self slowly move down and finally let go, thudding onto the ground. It's gotten bigger.
It's legs bent and out of shape, covered in splatters of blood and dirt, still with pale skin. It's torso consisting of extremely obvious ribs and a stomach so pulled back and tight that the ribs are almost the only substance left. His arms long with now three or four joints instead of resembling a human with only an elbow it seems it can turn and weave wherever they please. Finally it's head. The skull had been bashed in and torn and now teeth inside the creatures head had been revealed. Lines and lines of sharp jagged teeth individually preparing to tear into me. The creature which was once 7ft is now hunching over on all fours as it can't fit anymore.
I stare at it. Not a muscle to move in my body. My breathing stays steady as I stare at it, watching it approach. Watching it's body contort in ways beyond my understanding as it hungers for my fear. For me to stumble and destroy myself as it sits and watches. My eyes well up as it gets closer. And closer. Until I can feel the hot breath against my face. It sits still in front of me. My entire body begins to ache and tremble. It's mouth opens. Snap.
