On The Wicked and Fallen

On The Wicked and Fallen

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 14, 2022
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Horror
The screams of the sacrificed and glee of demons still echo in his mind even months after he witnessed and survived horrors that have broken his sanity. Mad and abandoned, Droyn Beckham must escape the relentless search of both his nightmares and an obsessive doctor, all while joining forces with other horrors to hunt down and take revenge on the demons that caused his degrading sanity. 1890's supernatural light horror ***Authors Note*** Hello and good day fellow traveler. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I did in revisiting its orgins in a time after it's creation. This is an older, unfinished as of yet, and novice work which I grant breif editing in the very losest sense of the term before publishing to your senses. I would claim this to be a work of escapism, but is it really escapism when it attempts to capture the odd that peeks from beneath the grey curtain of the mundane day to day? Feel free to leave remarks in the comments, or payment in that grand currency of validation. If you wish for the continuation of this tale and my revisiting to progress to revival, I say in greatest sarcasm; a silent audiance the highest level of flattery.
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"You can't fight it now. You've already had a taste." He sounds excited. He sounds EXCITED. Did I just give into this maniac? He's by the mirror now, getting ready for something. Instead, he steps away from the mirror, to let me look inside. The building was still set ablaze. And I was sprawled out on the floor, asleep. I was fighting, as if I was in a nightmare. He faces me again. "...I can feel it..." Without warning, his feet began to sprout large tentacles of black, curling like weeds. They grew quickly, stretching out in fat, long swirls across the floor. They seemed to crowd against the wall and...melt into it. They were attaching themselves to the wall, like giant veins pulsing and growing faster with each second. "W-hat what is this?! Who are you?" I shouted horrendously. I noticed the blackness take hold of my legs and lift me up onto the wall, sticking me in place and tying me down. "LET ME GO!" "I can't Matthew. You're mine now..." He snickers. Matt Midnigh has spent his entire childhood inside an asylum. Every night he has horrific nightmares that he cannot explain... Until now. The residence of the town have gone missing, and Matt's dreams seem to link to the culprit behind it all. Now, Matt must leave his boxed-in world to discover the secrets behind the fires, and find a way to remember his past. But before he can battle the Devil, he must fight the demon within himself.

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