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10/17/11(Mon)11:34 No.30654027I don't think you people are taking this seriously.
Imagine, you're lounging in your tiny dorm room, browsing the internet. You get thirsty, and stand up to get a drink. You freeze. You feel... as if something's off. You notice the lighting is strange in the room. Too bright.
The realization that natural light is streaming in through your tiny window sets in. Your roommate must have opened the blinds. You hate natural light. It burns your pale, pasty skin. Turning, you move to close the blinds.
Stopped dead in your tracks, you freeze. There, at the window, there is a silhouette: unmoving. Your eyes focus on the vague form, and it sharpens. A broken, insane grin greets you from the open window. Some monstrosity is hanging from your window ledge. And for the entirety of the time you've been browsing the computer, it has been staring... at you.
You know things can't go back to how they were. You know that it recognizes you've noticed it. You take a hesitant step back... and her horn begins to glow. In the beat of a heart, or perhaps half of one, your neck is snapped, and you fall, limp, to the ground. You can only lie in paralyzed terror as the beast pulls itself into your room, slowly pads over to your rag-doll of a body, and begins to graze on your toes. You can't feel it, but you can hear it: sloppy cracking of bone, flesh, sinew, and muscle. And the blood: it seeps out wildly, and you feel dizzy. You welcome the oblivion of unconsciousness, but her horn glows yet again. Not yet. She won't let you sleep ignorantly through this.
The process continues for some time. Eventually, you watch her eating your intestines straight from your chest cavity. Finally, in what you can only describe as mercy, she gives you one, last, long, crazy look... and takes a bite out of your exposed heart. |
