User talk:BlamedByFate

"Where are you, Zayn?" my mom asked at the phone.BlamedByFate (talk) 17:17, December 21, 2018 (UTC)

"I'm coming home, mom. School just ended. I told you I have to stay a few more hours for the geography project."

"Well, hurry up! I made you pie!"

Oh, God, she made me pie. I sprinted down the street. It was getting dark. I can't stop thinking at the pie. I love pie. I could sell my soul to the Devil just to get some pie. Okay, I'm getting too far. But you got the point. I love pie.

Suddenly, I hear a cat meowing somewhere. I stop sprinting and I look around. I have a cat too. And he always gets in trouble. I go on a smaller and path to check it out. There were lights on the each side of the path. I hope it was not my cat. If it was him, I'll have to catch him before some random dog does and carry him home. I hear the meowing again. After walking a few minutes down the path I see an abandoned house. It had no doors - just holes you can go through - and no windows - again, just holes. Some lights were around so it wasn't that dark. I heard the meowing from inside the wreackage and I followed it. It was not very dark inside due to the lights outside. I looked around. Where the hell did that mutt cat lead me!? I saw then a cat standing in front of me and licking its paw. It wasn't my cat. Damn it! Now I'm gonna be late for the pie! I went outside the house and I stopped to think witch one was the path I used to end up here. I haven't been in this area of the town before. But I'm not scared, I have my phone and I could always use my GPS. While I'm thinking, I hear a raspy voice. I'm pretty sure it was a man's voice. It wasn't very deep so it could be easily confused with a female's voice. The raspy voice said:

"Are you lost, kid?"

"No." I said. Jeez, I really had to go home. I'm not used with talking with strangers. "You shouldn't walk around this area when it's so late." the guy told me. "There are a lot of weirdos and drunk people around here."

"Thank's for the warning" I said. It was strange the fact that I can't see him anywhere. Sudenly the lights begin to flicker. Each one of them. My phone vibrates. I take it and see that my mom texted me a message: 'Zayn, your pie is waiting for you! Are you going to come home tonight!?'

I take a closer look and remember the path I came from. I text my mom that I'm coming as quick as I can. I freaked out and I dropped my phone when I saw a black silhouette coming in my direction down the path. Behind the creature the lights were dying one by one with a broken glass sound. It's not a human. Firstly, it was a four legged creature. An animal. It had long and sharp ears that looked like horns in the distance. Its tail was very long. And its eyes... Oh, God, its eyes! They were blank! Just two red glowing circles that were staring at me. It was dark around it. I scream and run into the house. I just wanna go home.

"''Lookin' for your kitty?" ''asked the same voice from before. I screamed again. It was right behind me on the window hole sill. That animal just... talked! It was huge, a little bigger then a tiger. But it doesn't look like one. It had black short fur. It was smiling. One of its fangs in the left side was missing. It had a whole in the right front paw's wrist. But the most terrifying thing was that its throat was sewed just like if the creature once had its had cut and someone sewed it back.

I tried to scream.

I tried to run.

But I was just stuck there, too frightened to do anything.

"You're not going to see him again!" it said continuing its idea. "And you're not going to see anyone else again!" With one quick move it jumped from the sill, crishing me on the old cement floor. It pushed its paw on my chest then raised its other paw. Four black claws, each one of them longer then a sword, got out of its "fingers". "Of course, unless you have the  guts  to fight me..." I didn't like the way it said the word guts. "Please!" I shout, feeling my tears starting to fall down my cheeks. "Let... Let me go! I wanna go home! My mom made me pie!" I started crying. "Your mommy made you pie?" it chukles. Then it says with a gloomy voice: "So you don't have the guts. Well, at least, you won't have them anymore after I finish with you..." It curved one of its claws like it was just a longer finger and it put it on my chin. Then it stabbed it and it moved its claw down my throat, chest and belly. I screamed and tried to escape while I felt how my warm red blood was flowing outside my body. I raised my eyes, staring at the roof.

Pain.

So much freacking pain!

I screamed. I struggled. I cried. It was unbearable. I never felt so much pain in my whole life. I start feelin' numb. My vision is fading. I look at the "cat" again. It was laughing. An insane laughing. I'm not the only one who's bleeding. He's bleeding too. From its nose, from its ears, but mostly from its mouth. Its blood red eyes look like they are melting. Then I get disgusted when I see what it was actually doing. It was... It was taking my guts out of my body. It sulloed its face with my blood. I wanted to scream but I couldn't react. Then I felt dizzy. I've lost too much blood. I've lost... too much of my...

...my...

...guts...

I closed my eyes.

I guess I'll have to forget about the pie.