Inferno fell to the floor as soon as a dark powder was thrown at him The blanket of night conceals my body with an intense darkness of horror. My restless unease of the evil vibrations within my tormented room, creates an uncomfortable ambiance. My eyes open to the sound of a bird shrieking outside my fogged window... I have been dead so long, that everything seems surreal. The shadow of wickedness has been blinding my vision, my view of the world. I sat up in my bed to stare up at a grandfather clock, ticking its way toward midnight. It began to rain softly. I saw a flash of lightning break the sky into twins, and I hear the thunder crackle above me. My heart beat against my chest as if birds flapping their wings. Upon the walls walk violent shadows. They open their deformed mouths and begin to laugh at what seemed to be their meaningless imaginations. The room feels cold against my naked skin. The shadows dance around my chamber, whispering unknown words with their hideous voices. The singing of the rain allows me to feel safe, and the hissing of the wind reminds me to feel fearful. The lights flickered. The thick blanket over my legs, give me the warmth I do not feel on my upper body. My eyes widen, seeking for an explanation for this eerie feeling. A light mist revolves around my body. Its cool breath chills me from head to toe. My hands touch my eyes, and I see darkness spinning in a shadowy motion. Hands caress my arms with playful intentions. My mouth opens as if to let out that loud sound of terror. Uncovering my blanket, I made my way to the door. I reach for the doorknob, but it melts. The metallic liquid oozes down my hands and onto the tiled floor.... It was a nightmare. He woke up grasping for air and found himself face to face with...."My name is Yaminah Leth Amunet. I will battle you." She smiled, this was going to be fun. |