Challenge [263]: Bad Guys
May. 30th, 2011 09:58 pmChallenge: [263] Bad Guys
Title: Visions of the Past
Word Count: 260
Notes:. An idea that's been floating around my head for awhile... Minor BbS spoilers.
He's been trapped, for ten years. He's going to be angry, and he's here right now and he's going to take it out on you.
Your heart races, your breathing quickens. You look around the room, you don't know where he's gone. Tears fall out of your eyes, and your tiny heart can barely handle it. You've heard of him before, or at least you think it's him. But your eyes are dazed from sleep, and all you can make out is the paintings on the wall.
You stop clutching the blanket to your white dress, and let your feet fall out of the bed. "Hello?" Your voice is shaking. "I know you're there." It's true, but he just blends in with the shadows so well.
His heart has been going crazy, you've been seeing these visions more and more often as of late.. you've seen the others, but you haven't seen him before. It has to be him.
But dear god, you wish it isn't. He can't do anything to harm you, all he can do is scare you, you tell yourself. But how do you know that?
You're trembling with fear, thus making the situation worse for yourself. It's any moment now, he'll come out of the darkness.
His emotions are strong, and he died without fulfilling his purpose. He's been trapped, for ten years. He's going to be angry, and he's here right now and he's going to take it out on you.
And suddenly, you scream. His hands are around your throat, and gold eyes are leering down at you. His grip gets tighter, and tighter, and he smiles from ear to ear, reminding you of the devil himself.
"Hello, Naminé."
Title: Visions of the Past
Word Count: 260
Notes:. An idea that's been floating around my head for awhile... Minor BbS spoilers.
He's been trapped, for ten years. He's going to be angry, and he's here right now and he's going to take it out on you.
Your heart races, your breathing quickens. You look around the room, you don't know where he's gone. Tears fall out of your eyes, and your tiny heart can barely handle it. You've heard of him before, or at least you think it's him. But your eyes are dazed from sleep, and all you can make out is the paintings on the wall.
You stop clutching the blanket to your white dress, and let your feet fall out of the bed. "Hello?" Your voice is shaking. "I know you're there." It's true, but he just blends in with the shadows so well.
His heart has been going crazy, you've been seeing these visions more and more often as of late.. you've seen the others, but you haven't seen him before. It has to be him.
But dear god, you wish it isn't. He can't do anything to harm you, all he can do is scare you, you tell yourself. But how do you know that?
You're trembling with fear, thus making the situation worse for yourself. It's any moment now, he'll come out of the darkness.
His emotions are strong, and he died without fulfilling his purpose. He's been trapped, for ten years. He's going to be angry, and he's here right now and he's going to take it out on you.
And suddenly, you scream. His hands are around your throat, and gold eyes are leering down at you. His grip gets tighter, and tighter, and he smiles from ear to ear, reminding you of the devil himself.
"Hello, Naminé."