Dreamcatcher
800ish words
TW: attempt at horror, attempt at anxiety,
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I was running down the hallway as fast as my leg could carry me. Ignoring the cold damp air against my skin, water splashing against my legs and occasionally pain when I stepped on broken glass. I had to get out.
Down the hall I ran, passing classroom after classroom to my left and shattered windows to my right. Why did I follow her here? Why did I get seduced? I hated myself for it.
But I was no longer trapped in the darkness. For the moment I was out and I was free.
Reaching the end of the hallway I slammed into the door, falling to the ground on the other side. The pain didn’t register as I picked myself up from the floor, dirt all over. It was the best moment of my life when we got here. To feel her skin against me. But that dream turned into a nightmare and now I just needed to get away. To be safe.
Breathe… breathe.. breathe
I finally reached the stairwell. From below I could hear their laughter and giggles. A few days ago it would have been music to my ears, I would have dreamed to be closer to them, to be part of that group. Now that same laughter filled me with fear, cold sweat forming on my back. But it seemed like they didn’t know I was out. I needed to get further away. And the only option left was the quietness from above.
Two steps at a time, I tried to run up as fast as my legs could carry me. I could feel them going numb but I needed to keep on going, couldn’t stop. Not now.
When I finally reached the top there it was all dark with a single door. Scrambling towards it, I reached for the handle and threw the door open, stepping outside.
Cold air blew against my skin but I was out of the building. Looking around I could see treetops against the sky with some stars showing themself between the dark clouds. I was out of there, I was no longer trapped. I was free.
Breathe… breathe.
Looking around the roof didn’t have much on it. It was flat with a small concrete rail going around the edges. Legs finally making themself known to me I limped to the closest edge and looked down.
Third floor.
It was a long way down and nothing down there that would break my fall for me to survive. I ran to the other side, with a sliver of hope to see something different but it was the same.
On my way to the far short side of the roof I heard it. Squaking could be heard behind me following with something heavy slammed shut.
Slowly I turned around, fear washing over me.
There at the door she stood. Fully dressed in black clothes, disappearing against the dark background. But her white skin stood out, her blonde hair that seemed to be wet from a shower. Eyes that seemed to pierce through my soul. And those full lips that I welcomed a few days ago. It was a dream that she picked me, that she sat down beside me and took me with her. But that dream ended here. In that box.
I couldn’t help it. Tears slowly build in my eyes, my body shakes under that stare..
Run. Jump. Escape.
It felt like forever that we just stood there, just looking. Me fearing for my life, her looking like she just found a lost toy. At last I tried to move, not sure towards her or away, when there was a red flash.
Time slowed. Breathing became hard. Something warm trickled down my abdomen. I looked down, slowly, and saw red fluid, blood. My blood. Automatically my hands went to the hole in my body when another flash happened
The world was spinning and when I could focus again I was on the ground, cold water and concrete could be felt. Blood, my blood, left my body in a steady stream, mixing with the water on the roof.
Looking up, I saw her standing right next to me, looking down. The anger in her eyes was gone and only a look of curiosity. I blinked and she was crouching next to me. Her left hand stroked through my hair. Her lips were moving but I couldn’t hear anything.
“Please… I didn’t do anything”
The stroking stopped. Her hand roamed over my body, stopped at the wounds and poked at them. And I felt cold metal pressed against my head.
“Please…”
“Shhhh” she said
“Please”
I looked at her. She licked her lips
“Thanks for the meal, you were tasteful”
Click.
Darkness
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Notes: first attempt in a while to write something. I will slowly start write again if it goes well. Thanks to kesujo for doing a read through and @existslikepristin for posting a comment on an old stort that made me rethink if I could write or not.
