Slenderman
A short horror
Part Two
She shoved herself away from the door with the hand still pressed against it.
The scalding mug of coffee fell, the liquid burning her bare legs as
she fell backwards and tried to crawl away from the door. She knew,
somehow, that her mind hadn’t been playing tricks on her. As she crab
walked away from the door, she watched as tendrels as black as the
void she first saw snake around through the cracks. The girl was
trapped between the instinct to flee and the gut feeling to not turn her
back on the door. When the door jolted, the urge to flee overcame her
and she slipped in the burning liquid as she tried to make it back to her
room. She knew deep down that she was trapping herself in a corner,
but she had to get away from the door. The girl was halfway down the
hallway when she heard the previously locked door creak open. She
screamed and slipped into a wall, cracking her chin on it and stunning her.
After that, there was only blackness.
–
“Nicole?” a warm, male voice snapped the woman out of her trance.
As she turned around, she was met by one of her sister’s doctor’s.
She nodded, not sure if she should say anything, or even if she
could find her voice if she did have something to say. That morning,
she had gotten an urgent phone call from the hospital, saying that
her sister, Lindsay, was there. Before they had even let her see her,
the doctor’s had pulled her off to the side and insisted that they talk to
her about what might have happened. Phrases like ‘self-inflected’ and
‘assault’ had been thrown around and Nicole felt her mind reel. She
still hadn’t fully understood what they had been saying until she saw
Lindsay with her own eyes. Her little sister had a bandage
wrapped around her head, covering both of her ears as well as
her eyes. They said it was to keep her now deadened eyes from
drying out and to try to keep infection out of the wounds Lindsay
had made to her ears. The doctors had guessed that either she
or someone else had jammed a pencil into them to keep her off
balance or to deafen herself against something. There was the mix
of first and second degree burns on her hands, legs, and feet,
from what was assumed to be the coffee her neighbors found
slipped all over the entry to her apartment. As Nicole walked
into her sister’s hospital room the first time, she thought she had
spied the silhouette of a man in the window. That, she knew,
was impossible. Her sister’s room was on the third story of the hospital.
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Slenderman
A short horrer
Part One
After waking up with a jolt, the girl laid in bed a few seconds longer.
Reaching over to switch on her bedside lamp, she tried to remember exactly
what had stolen her sweet slumber away. When she couldn’t, the brunette swung
her legs over the side of the bed and heaved herself up. Checking the time on her phone,
she snorted when she saw it was midnight- the witching hour. Knowing that sleep
would only evade her, she left her bedroom for the kitchen, a good cup of coffee on
her mind. As she passed by her front door, a chill spread like liquid fire down her
spine. It’s only winter, she told herself, focusing again on the coffee plan. Measuring out
scoops, water, and preparing her cup kept her occupied, but as the dark liquid boiled,
she had nothing left to keep her mind from wandering off. The chill returned and she
couldn’t help but glance behind her to the front door. It stood there innocently enough,
just like always. The dead bolt was still in place and she could see nothing amiss with it.
Turning back to her coffee, she did her best to forget about the feeling. With her cup in hand,
she started back towards her bedroom. As she walked by the front door, she decided that a quick glance out of the peep hole would help calm her restless mind. The chill worsened with
each step she took towards the door and further away from the safety and warmth of her
blankets. She pressed her empty hand against the cold, metal door and took a deep
breath before leading her eye to the peep hole.
At first, she could only see an inky blackness and somehow seemed to swirl in itself.
When she blinked in surprise, the void melted away. She wished it hadn’t. In it’s place,
there stood what she could only guess was once a man. The limbs were long and inhumanly awkward, with bulky joints branching off into several arms, not unlike the branches of a tree.
The creature was drapped in a black suit, somehow manking the thing more nightmarish to her.
The icing on the proverbial cake, however, was what passed as the hellish thing’s face. It was as though her mind blurred the ghastly visage to spare itself further shock and horror.
So.. Yeah. This is part one of the first story I have up here.
This story is not mine, I took it off a website. Just telling you so you don't think it's mine..
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