The splash of blood,the trail that followed,part 2
You wake up. Head hurts like hell,you can barely keep your
eyes open.What happened?Last you checked you saw that big brute,standing in the
darkness,this figure,you tried to go for it..but oh,wait..yeah..seems like you
got knocked out. Feels like you are moving too,you force yourself to open up
your eyes,you see the swamp,overgrown,in the darkness of the forest,weird
noises coming from it. Your out again. Next time you open your eyes,you are
still moving,still being dragged,no regard for your well being. Whoever it
is,they do not care what happens to you or who catches him.What is he planning
to do. God please,please help me,you think to yourself. As you are being
dragged you see an overgrown..shed?In the dark of the forest,all by itself.Is
there a house nearby?houses?You start screaming into the dead of the night,into
the darkness itself,u struggle and try and kick but the hulking figure keeps on
dragging you. Is this even a man?He is massive,really strong,big arms,hulking
big body and no matter what he does not stop. He keeps on going to his
destination,headstrong,full force and whatever the destination is you are not
planning to find out. You see a dog,overgrown,vicious dog,a wold maybe?Hard to
tell.Chained up,showing teeth,ready to tear you apart,growling at you and ready
to kill. As you try to figure how to get out of this..Thud!A rock hits your
head as you being dragged,you get knocked down. Wherever you were being
dragged,it will not be good and you can only pray you will be able to wake up.
Maybe it is better not to.
You do wake up.
God!Your head hurts like hell!You are sitting on the chair,behind the table.You
are tied up and oh,it feels tight. Your head feels wet too,you might be
bleeding.Doesn’t help you are light headed but,you try to stay awake because
God knows what will happen next. You hear some kind of grunts and noises coming
from behind the door. It must be the man,the shadow “thing” that got you. What
does he want?Who is he?As you look around you see random splashes of blood all
over big old dining room. Some blood is dried up and some is fresh. Worrying to
say the least. The room itself is covered in dust,cobwebs. Dirty table cloth
covers the table in front of you with plates ready.What is going on?Is he
feeding you?Are you the meal?You think for a second which of the options is
worse and it depends on the circumstances,you come up with conclusion. The
clock rings 3. 3 in the morning you think because it has been middle of the
night last time u checked?Has it been that long that it’s 3 in the day?There
are old,dusty,dirty windows. You look outside,it’s dark.Still night time.
Hasn’t been that long after all. The dog is still there,right outside the
house. That thing is vicious. If you do get out what do you do with that thing
chasing you. Wait!Phone!...Shit!As you wiggle around you realise,you are
light,he took it all. The syco was ready,he either planned it or it seems it
might not be his first time if the blood all around is anything to go by..but
what does he want?Who is he?
Old pictures are
scattered around the room,hanging on the walls,black and white pictures of a
family. Some of them feature a couple and some of them just a child. Is that
him?Is he a man next to that woman in the old grainy picture?Too old?So he is
the man..not some mythical beast of the night he comes across..right?What if he
killed the family in this house?Whatever,you just have to get out and
fast!Now!Whatever he is doing it stinks.Smell of old meat,rotting things,it’s
coming from the next room. You feel like you will be sick. You try wriggle your
way out of this.Fast!Now!Loose the ropes and think about the rest as you go,you
think..Any longer in this hell hole,this murder house or whatever and you will
be dead for sure. You struggle…Yes!!!The ropes are getting loose. You keep
going!Yes!They are falling off,you push and struggle and wriggle and as you
about to stand up and start thinking of gateaway..HE walks in..
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