Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-28773564-20160620161141

JERA
She heard footsteps nearing her doorstep as she tightly held a knife she got from the kitchen apartment. Someone had broken in as she was taking a half bath, she could still remember seeing a looming shadow towards the shower curtains of her bathroom and grabbing her by the throat, instinctively she outstretched her arm grabbing the first thing she could take hold of and slammed it to the shadow, the thing gave a painful shriek and she immediately dashed towards the door never looking back. She motioned to exit her apartment only to see paper talismans and oozing black liquid barging the door, there was no leaving now.

--Tap-- --Tap-- --Tap---

She heard footsteps exiting the bathroom her instincts allowed her to sprint towards the direction of her bedroom but she grabbed first a knife in her kitchen on the way, when she got to her room she locked the doors however possible and blocked it with a steel chair. She looked around her room trying to conceive a plan to escape, she saw the windows but as she unfurled the curtains it was dark; too dark, it was as if a invisible cloak had covered the entire building blocking any possible light from entering, she was alone in the darkness with a unknown being chasing her, stalking her ever so slowly. Never has she felt true horror in all her life. She saw as the doorknob was slowly being turned clockwise, she was forced to see it, but luckily the doorknob stopped at a peculiar angle, the lock was preventing 'it' from entering.

--Knock-- --Knock--- --Knock--

She was suddenly taken aback when she heard knocking on her door it was soft at first but after the third knock the thing on the other side began pounding on the door, it was unpleasant to the ears and the mind. To her horror the assailant behind the doors managed to hole the door, it was certainly big enough to peep into, Khryselis Taylor Eastman screamed in terror as she saw two pairs of blood stained eyes with pale eyelids watching her; little did she notice that the invisible cloak surrounding the building was gone now and that the moon spread its light across her room, the tranquil light soon faded and now she was left alone in her spacious room covered in utter darkness again, hearing only her heavy sobbing.

"Help me Ed!" Khryselis screamed out.

--Bang-- --Bang-- ---Crash!---

Until now the assailant had been peacefully watching her suffer but after it heard Khryselis' plea for help it got agitated and started crashing its fists on the door. With each powerful blow from the assailant the door gradually crumbled, Khryselis dashed towards the other end of her room to a small desk beside her queen sized bed and got her mobile phone, she frantically searched her contacts list looking for someone to call for help, what's worse was that in the country she is currently living in emergency hotlines like 911 did not exist; it was a third world country as economists would say. During her frantic search the assailant managed to put a hole on the door big enough for their arm to outstretch inside but luckily for Khryselis Taylor Eastman her door was locked two ways and the only way to get inside was to destroy the door. In between the loud banging Khryselis could hear mumbling from the assailant; mostly inaudible, she paid it no heed, but then she heard words whose meaning were as clear as day, "You murderer." after hearing those words she shrieked and panicked and unknowingly pressed the call button on one of the contacts. The door is almost destroyed, she sobbed heavily in the corner of her room reminiscing the days of her childhood and highschool life, she was embracing death but then she remembered she had a knife and she knew how to use one, she mustered every ounce of her bravery however minuscule and opted to charge at the assailant head on; she was ready to die fighting but then she heard ringing from the other side of the door.

--Ring-- Ring-- --Ring---

Khryselis glimpsed at her phone, it was dialing one of her 'Favorited best friends' contact; Jera Winterfield, it was dialing the number and at the same time she could hear ringing from the other side of the door, by this time the assailant stopped crashing the door and answered the phone.

END...
 