their sluggish gait; my muscles tensed as I kept the scream trapped inside my chest.
I looked through the black, knowing I wouldn’t be able to fight them even if I could move my body through the agony that their cry had trapped me in. As much as I wanted to, I was trapped in my own pain. I needed to move. I grit my teeth, pushing the pain out of my mind as much as I could while my fingers searched through the darkness for anything I could use or any way I could hide.
The sound of talons in the hall hit my ears just as my hand wrapped around the leg of my bed frame; the cold metal feeling like a beacon. I clung to it tightly as I moved, my body screaming in agony as I rolled under my bed right as the door to my bedroom creaked open. The clicking sound moved into the obscurity that I had counted as a sanctuary only a moment before.
I tried to hold my breath as I listened to each step the creature took, yet I couldn’t restrain it. I couldn’t keep the panting desperation locked in my chest as I listened and the creature’s screech, that I was sure would herald my death, reverberated in my ears.
My breathing picked up as the screeching did. The long, golden talon clicked against the floor, the sound muffled by the carpet, while I trembled beneath my bed.
I listened through the pain in my head, my ears perked for any noise as the creature stopped moving only steps away from my head. My hearing heightened from the change and, in one beat of my frantic heart, everything suddenly altered. The screeching grew only to hit a decibel I couldn’t possibly keep in my head. My hands flew to my ears as I attempted to block out the noise, however it only swelled inside of me, the pain bursting within me as it tried to get out. The agony that had incapacitated my body expanded, the pressure growing to every part of my body until I was sure that I couldn’t keep it inside; that one way or another it would find a way out. I opened my mouth in an attempt to let the pressure out, but the pain continued. The pressure in my head causing little white lights to spark in the darkness; stars that I was sure only I could see.
Loud, popping noises filled my ears. The sound was loud enough to take away the screech for a moment before it began to build again, leaving warm, wet trails running from my ears and nose. I screamed again in fear, my mouth filling with the taste of blood. I knew at once that this was how they had killed the others.
Even if I had wanted to fight back, I couldn’t, not like this. I pulled at my hair as the pressure intensified and my body writhed with the pain that rippled through me. I screamed as I waited for death to come, for the pain to be my undoing, or for the flash of golden talons, yet nothing changed. The pain remained. The sound of my agony lingered loud and violent in the air that I was surrounded by; it echoed back to me, almost begging them to end it.
End it now.
I couldn’t take this pain anymore. I would rather fight the darkness and be burned to ash in a moment. Not this. I writhed as I begged to die. As I willed my body to just give in.
Please.
My silent pleas rippled through me, the desperation only growing as the pain did. Yet, I didn’t die. Instead, the screeches of the creatures decreased and moved back to the shriek that merely vibrated through my skull. The lowered sound feeling like a hum inside of me after what I had just experienced.
I kept my hands against my ears as the tears seeped from my eyes, sobs replacing the screams my body had been racked with as I began to calm. I lay weakly under my bed, unable to move. Everything hurt like I had been stretched, beaten and left for dead. I could still feel the pressurized pain inside of me; the sensation was incapacitating.
As much as my boiling anger screamed at me to move—to attack them, to hit and punch and fight—I wasn’t going anywhere. They had complete control. I cried as that realization hit me, my sobs shaking my body and
I looked through the black, knowing I wouldn’t be able to fight them even if I could move my body through the agony that their cry had trapped me in. As much as I wanted to, I was trapped in my own pain. I needed to move. I grit my teeth, pushing the pain out of my mind as much as I could while my fingers searched through the darkness for anything I could use or any way I could hide.
The sound of talons in the hall hit my ears just as my hand wrapped around the leg of my bed frame; the cold metal feeling like a beacon. I clung to it tightly as I moved, my body screaming in agony as I rolled under my bed right as the door to my bedroom creaked open. The clicking sound moved into the obscurity that I had counted as a sanctuary only a moment before.
I tried to hold my breath as I listened to each step the creature took, yet I couldn’t restrain it. I couldn’t keep the panting desperation locked in my chest as I listened and the creature’s screech, that I was sure would herald my death, reverberated in my ears.
My breathing picked up as the screeching did. The long, golden talon clicked against the floor, the sound muffled by the carpet, while I trembled beneath my bed.
I listened through the pain in my head, my ears perked for any noise as the creature stopped moving only steps away from my head. My hearing heightened from the change and, in one beat of my frantic heart, everything suddenly altered. The screeching grew only to hit a decibel I couldn’t possibly keep in my head. My hands flew to my ears as I attempted to block out the noise, however it only swelled inside of me, the pain bursting within me as it tried to get out. The agony that had incapacitated my body expanded, the pressure growing to every part of my body until I was sure that I couldn’t keep it inside; that one way or another it would find a way out. I opened my mouth in an attempt to let the pressure out, but the pain continued. The pressure in my head causing little white lights to spark in the darkness; stars that I was sure only I could see.
Loud, popping noises filled my ears. The sound was loud enough to take away the screech for a moment before it began to build again, leaving warm, wet trails running from my ears and nose. I screamed again in fear, my mouth filling with the taste of blood. I knew at once that this was how they had killed the others.
Even if I had wanted to fight back, I couldn’t, not like this. I pulled at my hair as the pressure intensified and my body writhed with the pain that rippled through me. I screamed as I waited for death to come, for the pain to be my undoing, or for the flash of golden talons, yet nothing changed. The pain remained. The sound of my agony lingered loud and violent in the air that I was surrounded by; it echoed back to me, almost begging them to end it.
End it now.
I couldn’t take this pain anymore. I would rather fight the darkness and be burned to ash in a moment. Not this. I writhed as I begged to die. As I willed my body to just give in.
Please.
My silent pleas rippled through me, the desperation only growing as the pain did. Yet, I didn’t die. Instead, the screeches of the creatures decreased and moved back to the shriek that merely vibrated through my skull. The lowered sound feeling like a hum inside of me after what I had just experienced.
I kept my hands against my ears as the tears seeped from my eyes, sobs replacing the screams my body had been racked with as I began to calm. I lay weakly under my bed, unable to move. Everything hurt like I had been stretched, beaten and left for dead. I could still feel the pressurized pain inside of me; the sensation was incapacitating.
As much as my boiling anger screamed at me to move—to attack them, to hit and punch and fight—I wasn’t going anywhere. They had complete control. I cried as that realization hit me, my sobs shaking my body and
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