07 Aug, 2013 04:44 AM
Pure silence covered the whole house. You could hear your own breathing from wall to wall. And darkness was my friend. Shadows were everywhere to be seen, they chased you. All I could do was run, behind my guide. We both felt it coming, but we never said a word. From door to door there was nothing but black illusions. Tension was everywhere though, but the kind that you felt in your bones. And I for sure did not want to get caught in the act. The followers were getting near. There's no place to hide now.
She took me by the hand and quickly we moved from place to place. I could hear her mumble, but it only made me worry more. What can you say, I was a kid of four at the time. And for running in complete darkness and hearing voices from everywhere is what made... [Read More]
, HurtVotes: 2
11 Aug, 2013 01:50 PM
There once was a boy, his name is Damon. Damon didn't have friends nor was he close to his family. He was fine with that, he was more of the silent type anyway. Well one night, Damon was about 5 years old. He was happy because he had his own room not sharing with his sisters. He was sleeping when he heard a noise...coming from his window. He was scared but decided he is brave enough to go see what was out there. He looked at the window..and saw.......something. It has very pointy and sharp teeth the claws were like razors, could cut steel in half, it's skin was pure black with messy hair and it's eyes were completely blood red..and it was smiling at him,showing those terrifying teeth. He screamed and ran to mommy and daddy's room. He said "Mommy! Mommy! There's a monster in my room!" The mom... [Read More]
, Monster Within
, Dark CreatureVotes: 5
31 Jul, 2013 12:33 AM
Electric. That was the only word for it. The only word to describe the intensity of his screams, the strength of his jolts. The only word to capture the feel of the moment, the heat and the haze, as Derrick leaned closer and pushed the lever again, ratcheting the dose a little higher.
The electricity shot through Luke, there, tied down on the experimenting table. His piercing grey eyes pleaded with Derrick to let him go, but Derrick just grinned deviously and pushed Luke to the edge again. Screams echoed around the laboratory.
"Please, let...me...go," Luke begged tiredly, his eyes half-closed. "Never," Derrick growled as he electrified the poor boy's body again. The shouts died down as Luke grew more and more exhausted. Two jolts later, and he passed out on the cold metal table.
Derrick grunted in frustration, but left the blond as he was, breathing gently. He'd have... [Read More]
, Dark Mind
, GraphicVotes: 3
24 Jul, 2013 04:38 AM
His fluorescent blue eyes, rimmed with black eyeliner and kohl, pin me in place. A light dust of black blush rests on his slim cheekbones. Black lipstick and lipliner enhances the effect of his tempting lips. He comes closer. I tangle a hand in his short, luscious black hair. Our lips meet, his groan reverberating through his throat.
"John," he moans as he backs me up against the wall. "Frakking hell, Eric," I pant as he hooks my legs around his waist. His lips move to my neck, and my body responds strongly.
"Already hard?" he smirks against my neck as a hand cups my groin.
"I want you. All of you." My breath is ragged.
"I need your debt first."
I feel a small prick against my neck and gasp sharply when he starts sucking my blood. His lips return to mine and I can taste my... [Read More]
, Dark Creature
, Dark MindVotes: -1
20 Jul, 2013 10:00 PM
Rushing through the woods late at night. Deep into the darkest corner, where the agonizing screams can not be heard. Walking into a small cabin. Marvelling at All the horrors within I thirst for the sweet smell of blood to fill the air. I take the next victim; unconscious I tightly bind them to a low table.
Awaiting them to wake once more. I clean the dry blood off my tools from a previous session. The last body had been disposed of only hours ago, yet I had not been satisfied with the pain, agony and blood. I bend down as they start to wake.
"Welcome to hell" I whisper in her ear. "Never again will you see the light of day." Small sobs echo through the room. "My sweet little pet, don't you cry." I stoke her hair softly. "It'll end just as quickly as it began."
Walking over... [Read More]
, Dark World
, GraphicVotes: 2
22 Jul, 2013 07:31 AM
I knew a boy once. A boy whose smile never left his face and whose manners never flew away. Nathan, his name was. Nathan. Such a beautiful name that just purrs off the tongue. Brown hair, green eyes, oh he was handsome. You'd think that, anyway, just from looking at him.
But if you looked closely, I mean really looked, you'd see why he was in a mental institution. You'd see the pain flickering behind his eyes, dark and powerful, until you couldn't look anymore and had to force your gaze away. And when Nathan smiled, you could see the strain in his facade. Black pain, deep and permanent. No one could ever erase it or what happened.
Some people wonder why he never spoke after he killed his parents. Well, he didn't really kill them on purpose, but they were collateral damage. He started a fire. Really, fires are... [Read More]
, Dark MindVotes: 7
06 Jun, 2013 08:51 AM
It was an average spring day. Birds chirped as they fed their newly hatched babies. Bees and dragon flies zipped through the air. I laid my head back to enjoy this sweet day. As I was dozing off, the peace broke. My dog frantically ran passed me to the front of the yard. Out of curiosity, I followed her to see What she was all worked up about. I walked the dirt path and came to a halt when I saw her. She was sniffing a dead possum that feel out of the tall pine tree. It's skull cracked instantly as hit the ground. I managed to shoo my dog away from the animal. I went inside the house, grabbed some gloves and walked back to the dead possum. My intention was to remove it, but when I came closer, I saw that the possum was in labor before the... [Read More]
, True Story
, GraphicVotes: 24
23 May, 2013 01:59 AM
The bottom of the test tube blackened underneath the Bunsen burner. The indigo colored mixture inside bubbled. "Excellent.... Time for a test subject.." The man said. He slicked back his long blonde hair and licked his lips.
"What do you think Arthur? Would you like to par take in my tasting my new potion?" He asked. Arthur trembled on the table. He was secured to the table by chains. His mouth was taped. He crunched his eyes up and started crying. "Ana... Remove the tape from Arthur's mouth... I think he has something to say." Ana hesitated. "Sir I don't think he has to say anything.. He's crying." She responded. "Oh come now Ana! He wants to tell me something! You don't know good old Arthur like I do." The man responded, followed by a deep chuckle. "I.. Uh " She shuffled her feet. "ANA!" He yelled into the girls... [Read More]
, GraphicVotes: -2
01 May, 2013 07:10 PM
A sweet child... a sweet... innocent child, torn to shreds. This young boy is dead in a storm drain on Red grove Dr in Missy, Wisconsin. Somewhere across the street, a mother (father CRAZY!) just entered her neat, white, cookie cutter home unknowing that her precious, "little man", has slipped away, died, seen the light. A mother who didn't understand,"The Gift" (YES!)that took her son's life away. A gift that people would call, "hallucinations", but that's because people don't know (I KNOW!!!!).
The boy's name is Johnny and it was 2 hours after he was tucked into bed by his mother (I LOVE HIM TOO!!!) that screams were heard next door. The screams not only triggered phone calls to the police but also attracted the attention of everyone on their block (Red grove Dr. RED GROVE DRIVE!). All the men and woman (Most of whom were still in their night... [Read More]
, MysteriousVotes: 22
09 Apr, 2013 07:28 PM
"My friend and I have been trapped here for as long as I dare to remember. There is no door, no window, and no light source, even though my friend and I can see perfectly well. This room, these walls, are all we have since we were taken from our homes. It's mostly a blur of images to me, but my friend, Miko, says that we were in school when it happened.
We were in art class together, talking about what we should sculpt and whom we should draw, when a loud noise pierced the air like needles, and the sky outside had gone from its sunny spring day to a dark and ominous void of black and red. The sky was flashing at a rapid pace, and a humming sound drew our attention to the window, where several shadows swirled by or glared in at us. We had gotten... [Read More]
, Dark CreatureVotes: 7