Post by Kenny on Apr 24, 2013 23:59:30 GMT -6
(This is a story that was written by me around 2:00AM, enjoy)
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
The constant sound of the clock was all that was heard in the room. In this room there was a desk, a dresser, a closet, a bed and a man. The man was young in his low thirties and sat at the edge of his bed. He glanced around the barren room with a tired expression on his face. There was a door but no windows and he had no small possessions. Though, that was excluding the knife in his hand. He blinked for a moment before raising his arm and positioning the knife right next to his neck. Closing his eyes, a quick flick of the wrist sent the blade into his throat. He felt something coming out of his neck and prepared for Death’s cold embrace. Though, after a few moments of nothing happening, he opened his eyes. Some sort of gooey purple substance was slowly covering the knife and dripping to the floor. It was from the cut, too.
Not believing what he saw, the man jumped up and started swiping the slime off of him. Though as drop after drop landed on the floor they seemed to slowly become closer. He went through his closet and as he peered in, ended up slipping on the substance on the ground which was slowly getting thicker. Something scraped his knee and as he went to check how bad the wound was he was greeted by the sight of the goo completely surrounding it.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
Even as he scrambled in an attempt to get to his feet the sound of the clock still filled the man’s ears. He finally managed to regain his stance and started frantically searching for a band aid, vacuum cleaner or whatever he needed to deal with this problem. It was no use though because there was not a single object that could save him now. He turned to see what the material was doing and stared in terror as a humanoid figure came towards him. Suddenly its shiny green goo turned into something that looked like human skin giving it the appearance of some huge disfigured person. He closed his eyes, fearing what may come next before feeling a warm hand grasp his. Slowly opening his eyes he saw what had appeared to be something from out of a nightmare was now… his wife. She was exactly how he remembered her in every way. Reaching out his hand he laid it upon her cheek as she blushed. She then soundlessly dragged him by the arm towards the bed. Upon reaching it he realized she was completely naked and he had nothing but boxers on either. She lightly pushed him down onto the soft surface of the bed and smiled, beautiful white teeth showing. But as he started to smile hers faded before the woman before him instantly transformed back into a pile of muck.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
The man lay on his bed. There was blood covering his throat and the majority of the area around it was also soaked except for a tiny area where the bloodied knife lay. Oddly enough the front of it was pointing towards a photo. In this photo both the man and the woman were shown. It was a completely ordinary photo except there was a black ‘X’ over the woman. A few seconds later as the man’s heart stopped beating an ‘X’ also formed over his part of the picture.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
The constant sound of the clock was all that was heard in the room. In this room there was a desk, a dresser, a closet, a bed and a man. The man was young in his low thirties and sat at the edge of his bed. He glanced around the barren room with a tired expression on his face. There was a door but no windows and he had no small possessions. Though, that was excluding the knife in his hand. He blinked for a moment before raising his arm and positioning the knife right next to his neck. Closing his eyes, a quick flick of the wrist sent the blade into his throat. He felt something coming out of his neck and prepared for Death’s cold embrace. Though, after a few moments of nothing happening, he opened his eyes. Some sort of gooey purple substance was slowly covering the knife and dripping to the floor. It was from the cut, too.
Not believing what he saw, the man jumped up and started swiping the slime off of him. Though as drop after drop landed on the floor they seemed to slowly become closer. He went through his closet and as he peered in, ended up slipping on the substance on the ground which was slowly getting thicker. Something scraped his knee and as he went to check how bad the wound was he was greeted by the sight of the goo completely surrounding it.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
Even as he scrambled in an attempt to get to his feet the sound of the clock still filled the man’s ears. He finally managed to regain his stance and started frantically searching for a band aid, vacuum cleaner or whatever he needed to deal with this problem. It was no use though because there was not a single object that could save him now. He turned to see what the material was doing and stared in terror as a humanoid figure came towards him. Suddenly its shiny green goo turned into something that looked like human skin giving it the appearance of some huge disfigured person. He closed his eyes, fearing what may come next before feeling a warm hand grasp his. Slowly opening his eyes he saw what had appeared to be something from out of a nightmare was now… his wife. She was exactly how he remembered her in every way. Reaching out his hand he laid it upon her cheek as she blushed. She then soundlessly dragged him by the arm towards the bed. Upon reaching it he realized she was completely naked and he had nothing but boxers on either. She lightly pushed him down onto the soft surface of the bed and smiled, beautiful white teeth showing. But as he started to smile hers faded before the woman before him instantly transformed back into a pile of muck.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
The man lay on his bed. There was blood covering his throat and the majority of the area around it was also soaked except for a tiny area where the bloodied knife lay. Oddly enough the front of it was pointing towards a photo. In this photo both the man and the woman were shown. It was a completely ordinary photo except there was a black ‘X’ over the woman. A few seconds later as the man’s heart stopped beating an ‘X’ also formed over his part of the picture.
