- Reads 224
- Votes 9
- Parts 2
- Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Sep 16, 2014
Scrunched up under the bed I shook, silently praying that whoever owned this house I had mistakenly entered wouldn't find me. The loud stomping entered the room and bare feet entered my vision. They stopped before the bed, and I tensed. Great job Stilla, middle of nowhere, your legs are tired, saw a house and thought, "Oh, jolly me! Why don't we just go in this random house miles from anywhere! Let's ignore the fact that there's fucking blood on the pathway up to it! And you know what?! Let's just add the icing to the cake and FALL ASLEEP ON THE FUCKING COUCH! GREAT IDEA STILLA! I applaud!" The person bent down as I held my breath and just before their head came into view and discovered me they suddenly stood up and left the room. I let out the breath I was holding and thanked the gods. Hot breath blew against the back of my neck as a low voice whispered, "Yeah joking, I smelt ya." I screamed as something warm and furry wrapped around my ankle and dragged me to my end. --------------------All Rights Reserved
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