It was a gloomy tempestuous night. I was running away from something but I wasn’t sure what I was running away from. I scampered with exhaustion as the forest closed on me like a pair of jaws. I also had no idea where I was. My eyesight was distorted by the troubling unavoidable mist. I noticed that a small black figure with great yellowish green eyes had passed through my path which caused me to trip over a branch and fall to the ground with a “THUD!” I started to regain my consciousness as the mist gradually cleared away. Once again regaining my perception I tilted my head sideways, downwards and behind, cautiously checking my surroundings. There was nothing there except for the slender trees. I looked back down at the dark filthy …show more content…
There was nothing else left. Sweat poured like rain from the top of my head to my shoulder but I still resisted. What if there was a blood-curdling monster waiting to rip me into shreds and eat me? I stood there trying to come up with a conclusion. There were slow footsteps coming towards me. I got louder and louder and it came closer to me. I wasn’t paying much attention as I was more focused on making my decision. I didn’t know what to do but that didn’t matter to me at all when my choice was triggered by a nasty silhouette behind me. All I could see was a pitch black body full of spikes and bright crimson eyes that belonged to something of equal power to an evil spirit. I swiftly turned away without thought and without any hesitation I sped up to the giant red door in front of me. The door number was marked “666”. I knocked slowly countless timed like a weak homeless woodpecker until, the doors slowly creaked open… A terrified prey I was, trembling with fear before my predator. It was a colossal monster. He stood high as the Eiffel Tower! I felt the need to run away as my image of roast chicken burst into pieces, being replaced by that evil, terrifying figure that stood before me! I was being paralysed by fear stopping me from doing anything, even moving my eyes! Those unparalleled eyes, only born to the one who was capable of destroying the Earth at an instant just by having a glance. They were as wide as an
I was wondering the forest when a Shadow Figure was following me. I started running, the Shadow Figure was chasing me from the forest. The Shadow Figure Chased me to a unfamiliar village. I was tired so I collapsed and fainted on the ground of the village.
I walked to it and tried prying it from the ground with my fingers. A twig broke behind me and I jumped and spun around. It was dark now and the only light was from the full moon. I had a bad feeling start to pump through me. I turned and ran trying to evacuate the danger I felt nearby. I ran through brush that looked like claws trying to grab my ankles. And as tree limbs came down snatching at my skin I tripped and fell. I saw a tree nearby that looked welcoming and I tried to use it as cover. Black wings busted through the trees and run started echoing around me in a croaked out a raspy breath.
On a beautiful evening, with a slight breeze, four friends named Jeff, Koby, Junior, and Lamar were walking by the creek. They saw fish jumping from the muggy water, frogs croaking, and birds chirping. Skipping rocks across the slow moving water, laughing all together, suddenly they heard a growling noise. They were all worried. Jeff grabbed his flashlight from his camouflage utility bag. While crouching Jeff and Lamar slowly went through the tall brush and into the woods. Koby and Junior quietly followed the two. All of them heard rustling through the ferns, tall grass, and the thorn bushes. Scratching against the enormous red wood, while the sun is starting to set in the west a very large figure that was brown and furry started to
An urge to run came over him. When he willed himself to move, his limbs stiffened rendering him immobile. Then right before his eyes, a cloaked entity revealed itself. Its predatory crimson eyes glared back at him as it seized him by the neck with its claws piercing his flesh..
It was a dark and stormy night. I, Jonathan Harker, was shaking and I didn't know what was going on. I was seeing terrifying shadows around my room. Also, last night, I thought a person or a thing was behind me, but I couldn't see its reflection through the mirror. I didn't know what to do, so I started packing.
The man got up and stood his ground as the massive beast barreled towards him. The man knew that he had one chance to make it out of this fight alive. Everything seemed to slow down as the man became focused on the approaching threat. He had noticed a break in the beast’s armor. Just below the stomach lay a deformity, the Achilles heel of the monster. It would be difficult to hit but he knew that it must be done to be able to bring the monster down. He began to run towards the beast now, his senses heightened and he felt as if he was watching himself from above. The beast was now 100 yards away and it traveled at the same pace as it did before. Just before they connected, the man slid below the beast. Time was moving at snail's pace in the mans eyes and he was just below the deformity. He thrust his sword up into the beast and the sword cut through like slicing butter. The man made it to the other side of the beast. The monster was motionless, then after a good minute had passed the nightmare had toppled over in a heap of flesh. The sword no longer glowed as he returned it to it’s scabbard. The deed had been done, so he thought. He heard movement from where the beast was and he turned just in time to see a dark mist darting towards the trees, then it was gone. The man knew that this was far from
was lost for words, the creature creeping closer by the second. My mouth was gaped open like a fish, the animal directly above me, so close that I could hear the humming breaths of the animal.
Twas a dark and stormy night. Little twitches of fear ran up my spine as I realized that there was no one to help me. I peered out the window of my broken down car and looked at the brewing storm ahead. Alone in the middle of nowhere. Alone. What was I going to do? My phone was dead, the roads were empty, and it wouldn't stop raining. Worried about being stranded here all night, I got out of my car to find help, but all I saw was a shadowy figure. I yelled, “Please help me! I am stranded without a way to get home.” I blinked to see it right in front of me, but rather than being a human, it was a creature with a machete. It kinda looked like the Grim Reaper. I ran back into to the car filled with fright. Just as I thought I was safe, I looked to my right
I hear a sound behind me. I whirl around, and what I see fills me with a feeling of dread. There's a small, blobish thing, darker than the deepest black in the universe. I take a few steps away from it, but it... crawls? How would you describe that movement? It slides towards me. I turn and begin to run, but the creature is faster than me, and it glides up my back. It settles on top of my head. I shudder as it stretches down, and wraps around my chest.
My confidence was nothing more than fear and mere hope that I escaped my current predicament unharmed. In a span of what seemed like an instant, the beast had ripped open the building entrance from its latches and grabbed me. His strength and quickness left me paralyzed and unsure of what to do. I could feel my body being ripped apart, and the very life I was going to drain from his eyes was currently being drained from mine. His teeth were sharp and unforgiving on my body. I could feel every limb torn from my body and could not help but wonder is this is really how I am going to
I saw from the corner of my eyes a rich red covering my body and the cream carpet beneath me. I tried lifting myself up from where I lay but it proved to be impossible. As the seconds past, my limp body inches closer towards death. I could only just see from where I lay the man creeping through the night, not stopping for anyone. He inched forward towards me slowly like a cat waiting to pounce on his prey. He looked over me with an unpredictable look in his eyes as he analysed mine. My blurred vision and the dim room prevented me from seeing him in great detail. All that was visible was the brown eyes of a beast staring into my still grey ones. I lay there as silent as I could in hopes I appeared to be dead to the beast. He poked one of his gloved fingers at my face but I did not dare flinch. He
The stream I lay next too was crystal clear with small little fish swimming in the water. "were am I" I wonder, scratching my head as I slowly stand up. As I look around I begin to squint my eyes, this place is not were I was before I blacked out. The trees were almost pure white with black leaves on each large branch. I had never seen anything like it. "someone was here" I think. There is a small hut built into the side of a huge bolder. There was a small light coming from inside the hut but I dare not go anywhere near that just incase it was the creature that was chasing me from home. I begin to waddle away from were I lay however as soon as I try to make an attempt to get away I hear the creak of a door swinging open and a loading of a gun. The bullet locking into the chamber was as quiet as a pin drop yet sounded like a jackhammer slamming into the ground at full force. As I began to break into a sprint I hear the loud bang of the gun releasing the bullet into the air. Before my foot hits the ground I am thrown to the ground writhing in pain. I look down at my ankle and what I see makes me want to throw up. Before I can examine my wound further I black out.
To the right of me, the lifeless street was lined up with parked cars that intensely watched your every movement like a predator watching its prey, waiting for the right moment to take its life. On my left were houses, apartments, and businesses that are packed together like little deceased sardines that just stare at you with their unblinking eyes; which are packed together in a small tin can. I stopped in my tracks as a silhouette jumped out of the shadows and into my path. Standing before me was a creature. Odd? I raised an eyebrow at the creature that was four times larger, then the average gray wolf. Its fur mimicked that of
Sensing danger, I wanted to flee, but fear froze my legs. A familiar figure appeared from the
I just ran. Before I knew it, I was out of the trailer and walking back down the trail. That’s when the real fear set in, it’s strange how you feel so open and exposed walking on a trail. The trailer was sitting there it looked almost evil. I turned a corner and it disappeared out of sight. But the feeling of being followed remained. The trail was almost a trench carved in along a steep hill one side it sloped down and you could see a small pond. I began to visualize what could've happened. The different ways it could’ve ended. I wanted to go back and see if someone was really there, but I knew that would be a waste of time. I summed it up in my head as the wind pushing the door open. I still constantly turned back, looking over my shoulder to see if there was some truth to what I thought, if something was actually following me. It was a windy day out and as the wind the blew the trees would creak and crack. Branches fell off and slammed on the ground crashing down and taking other branches with it. The sound was amplified through the quiet and almost sleeping woods. It was strange, there were no animals, no squirrels or chipmunks. The woods were dead. I was still looking over my shoulder every now and again, still startled by what I had experienced. The walk took way longer than it should’ve. It felt like the seconds were minutes and no matter how fast I walked I couldn't keep up with the pace in my mind.