Jenny ran through the checkered hallway, passing dozens of closed doors. Every one she tried to open led to a being or sight more tormenting then the never ending horror of the hallways.
Left, right, or straight ahead?
Which one! She screamed in her head, but only in her head. She would not show the masked people fear.
A green door stood out from every other one on
the right. Jenny opened it hoping to find some kind of escape. Instead she found a woman sitting on a stool dressed in a long black garb.
"Come here, child..." she didn't turn towards Jenny, but kept spinning thread on a needle. "Don't worry, child. You'll be withe the others soon.
The woman turned to face Jenny with only an ashen skull for a face. The thread wasn't wool, but human skin. Jenny grimaced at what the skin was still connected to. Bubbling over with revolt and horrifying terror, Jenny slammed the door and ran the opposite way down the corridor screaming. Why had this happened.
Jenny ran through the checkered hallway, passing dozens of closed doors. Every one she tried to open led to a being or sight more tormenting then the never ending horror of the hallways.
Left, right, or straight ahead?
Which one! She screamed in her head, but only in her head. She would not show the masked people fear.
A green door stood out from every other one on
the right. Jenny opened it hoping to find some kind of escape. Instead she found a woman sitting on a stool dressed in a long black garb.
"Come here, child..." she didn't turn towards Jenny, but kept spinning thread on a needle. "Don't worry, child. You'll be withe the others soon.
The woman turned to face Jenny with only an ashen skull for a face. The thread wasn't wool, but human skin. Jenny grimaced at what the skin was still connected to. Bubbling over with revolt and horrifying terror, Jenny slammed the door and ran the opposite way down the corridor screaming. Why had this happened.
Left, right, or straight ahead?
Which one! She screamed in her head, but only in her head. She would not show the masked people fear.
A green door stood out from every other one on
the right. Jenny opened it hoping to find some kind of escape. Instead she found a woman sitting on a stool dressed in a long black garb.
"Come here, child..." she didn't turn towards Jenny, but kept spinning thread on a needle. "Don't worry, child. You'll be withe the others soon.
The woman turned to face Jenny with only an ashen skull for a face. The thread wasn't wool, but human skin. Jenny grimaced at what the skin was still connected to. Bubbling over with revolt and horrifying terror, Jenny slammed the door and ran the opposite way down the corridor screaming. Why had this happened.
Friday, March 20, 2009
P4rT 1 * Impaling Prologue*
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