I need to run, but I can’t move.
Why can’t I move?
It’s in here with me, and here I am, stuck and unable to move. I can’t die, not now, not here. I have so much more to do. I want to live!
Just a few days ago, I would’ve never believed what’s going on now. But I was getting a coffee, and suddenly I saw it, poking around one of the shelves. Nobody else noticed it but me. I thought I was going nuts. I’m not even a schizophrenic; at least I don’t think I am. I shouldn’t have followed it. I should’ve played it off as a trick of the eyes and never thought about it again. But I didn’t.
Why couldn’t I just leave it alone? But it didn’t leave when I blinked. So I walked around the shelf towards where it was. It was no trick. It hissed at me. I screamed like a banshee right in the middle of Dunkin’ Donuts.
I got in the car and headed home. I even left the drink there. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was horrid, disgusting – things like that shouldn’t exist on Earth. I was shaking as I drove.
I tried watching some TV to get it out of my head. “Everyone has moments like this,” I thought. But I wasn’t really convinced that was true. The only crap on the screen was horror movies. October is dumb like that. Halloween doesn’t just make everyone instantly like scary things. I’d heard Grandma said that Halloween makes ghosts come out more. But Grandma is nuts, so normally I wouldn’t really take what she says as gospel.
But after I went to sleep, after a long time of… well, not doing that… I woke up and there it was. It was just sitting at the foot of my bed. It was just leering at me. And there’s not just one of them.
They’re all over the room. Some of them are on the ground, some hanging from the ceiling. They’re all hissing, screeching, staring. Why won’t they stop? Why won’t they stop screaming?
And they’re still going. I don’t even want to look at the clock.
It’s walking closer now. I still can’t move, and I still can’t run.
And I can’t escape.
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Based on a prompt from Literary Lion.
Gabriel to Earth 
Reminds me of scenes from Piercing the Darkness.
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I actually own “Piercing the Darkness”. Great book! Have you read the book before it, “This Present Darkness”?
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Yes – I love them both.
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Up until the “screaming” part, I thought it was a kitten that had followed the main character home, lol.
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Yeah, not quite. Unless it was some kind of mutated kitty. xD
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Mwahahahahaha!
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There are glow-in-the-dark kittens, but I don’t think that was what this character was so scared of lol
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You, as a writer, may not have meant glow-in-the-dark kittens but I, as a reader, totally saw that. Lol! I’m going with mine ;-).
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Very horrifying. It would seem the main character is crazy but in reality I think he sees something that others can’t. Something that is of great harm to him. Creepy.
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I think that makes it better, that you’re not really sure whether they’re crazy or not.
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It makes it quite interesting for sure!
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That’s it, all those things I see out of the corner of my eye are now not being ignored.
Great story, I love the voice of the narrator, very convincing and full of personality.
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Creating schizophrenia, am I? I have done my job as an author! HUZZAH! >:) Just kidding, but thanks for the compliments! 🙂
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Yes, a round of applause to you sir! Haha, you’re welcome 🙂
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