The Night - Original Writing

“I would never stab you. No, this is the part where I set you on fire,” she said pulling away. She started to mutter something and I pulled on my reserves of strength to bring my body up, relying on the chains to keep me suspended. I slammed my foot into her throat with a satisfying crunch. She flew back with a gurgle and clutched wildly at her throat.

Rion calmed from his night terror easily, and he and Percival went back to sleep. When morning arrived, Rion shot out of bed with a grin, full of his typical energy. He had no memory of his tears and screaming the previous night, which was just as well; the boy deserved peace after all the heartache he had weathered.

“You were a virgin. There was a Holy exodus of blood.” The pressure lessens, not enough for me to see anything past him, or the

I stood up awkwardly, like a condemned detainee consenting to my impending demise. The others seemed to accept their lot as well and filed into a neat dress-right-dress line behind the man.

I groaned and with pain, but I stood strong. He then grabbed another knife and he walked towards me, but a man appeared behind him, and put him to sleep.

“Why is Le Quan’s badge with you?” I gulped and don’t know what to respond. I diverted my eyes from his eye contact and he climbed out of the bed to reach me. He grasped my arm with force and his eyes softened when he noticed I was in pain from his grip.

     "Let me go!" I shouted as I tried to pry open the door. Tears burned as my eye, and my breath was heavily elevated. I wanted to get as far from the man as I could.

This time, he grips my arm with his fist and throws me to the ground. I feel a slight pain where my arm connected with the floor, but try to brush it off. “Stop asking me who I am and think about it! I’m sick of your questions!”

"a doctor will be in soon to take the restraints off and give you details about the meeting you will attend. enjoy your food."

"Not if you do what I say, princess." He whispered to me and I immediately dug my fingernails into his skin, pinching as hard as I could.

He walked over to him, and proceeded to rip his heart out then said, “Just to make sure that he doesn’t come back to pester us again.”

Knock, Knock, ding dong, ding dong, Knock, knock, I woke up out of a sound sleep to a frantic knock at the door followed by the ringing of the doorbell. This happened several times before I was coherent enough to realize it was not a dream. I sat up and place my feet on the side of the bed placing them in the slippers that I slip on and off when I am going to bed. I could hear a voice behind the knocks but it frightened me when I looked at the clock. I gaited like a duck to the front door because my left foot would often become stiff when not in use for an extended length of time. Although afraid to answer I decided to listen to the voice on the other side of the door before calling the police. When my mind realizes who was the owner

Raven woke up in a cold sweat. She was panting hard with beads of sweat rolling down her face. “Oh thank god… It was only a dream.” She wiped the water from her forehead, but yet she knew something didn’t feel right.

Alex had been sound asleep when she was suddenly awoken by a noise. At first, she figured it must be her neighbors across the hall having made the ruckus, presuming having dropped maybe a dish or a late-night cup of coffee on the ceramic tile floor she had known lined both of their kitchens. But then her mind quickly went to the thought of Angela and Liam. Are they home? Could it be them coming in this late? The kid must be zonked out cold.

Lea rushed into the hallway then stopped suddenly. Though she didn 't remember last night well, since she fell asleep about halfway on the boat ride, she did remember being partly awake when she was lifted from the car. *One of my brother 's probably carried me into the house last night, she thought to herself. That explained her confusion. She hadn 't actually seen any part of the house, besides her room obviously. She didn 't know who 's room was where or where anything else was for that matter. Normally, she would have yelled and at least one of her siblings would have answered or come to find her but she didn 't want to ruin whatever Em had in store for Bryant. She decided to turn right, since it was a fifty fifty chance either way. After passing two doors she came into what had to be, their new living room.