Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25581534-20141214041230

I know a beautiful young girl named Sarah. She has beautiful blonde hair and the most incredible blue eyes you could ever imagine. One day when we had been planning on going to see a movie together, she didn't show up. Being rightfully confused I called her cell phone, to no avail. When she didn't answer I got in my car and started the fifteen or so minute drive to her house. On the way there I was trying to imagine what could have managed to keep her from showing up, because in the whole five years we had known each other she had never missed a date.      When I arrived and knocked on the door her mother answered,  "Hi Mrs. Finch, is Sarah about?" I asked, trying not to seem surprised.     "She told me that she was leaving to go meet you at the movies two and a half hours ago," she said, a little confused, " was she not there?"     I replied, "No she never showed up... Do you know where she might have gone?"     "No I don't, but since you and her were so close feel free to wait in her room, and try to find anything that might help." She said, surprising me immensely.     I blinked in surprise and said, "Oh, okay thanks."     I walked inside and headed upstairs to where Sarah's room was and walked in. When I got inside everything looked how it had last time I had been over. Thinking of no better place to started I looked for the journal she carried with her everywhere. I found it thrown on the ground which was also odd, as she always kept it on the desk by her bed. When I opened it I flipped towards the end to about last week and realized nothing useful happened, until I looked at what she wrote last night. February 5th: I saw something staring at me from outside my window, even though my room is on the second story.... When I walked towards the window I saw it leap down from the window and sprint into the surrounding wild life, running faster than anything I have ever seen. I think, though I am not certain, that was what had been plaguing my dreams ever since my new neighbor moved in.... I will go ask them if they have seen anything tomorrow morning before i go meet up with John at the movies. -End journal entry.     The sun had set maybe twenty five minutes ago so it was already plenty dark outside. When I looked outside the window I saw this..... Thing staring back at me for a few moments, before leaping away from the window and sprinting into the woods.... Was this the thing Sarah had seen? I left her house at a sprint, heading in the direction of the creature. After 15 minutes of stumbling through the woods in the dark I came upon a house that I had never noticed before.     "This must be the house," I whispered to myself, not knowing why I whispered. I crept ever so slowly towards the back door, only to find it locked. "Shit," I muttered, "now how do I get in?"     I walked around the house until I came across a collapsed board leading down to what appeared to be the basement. I pulled the board out of the way, only to be assaulted by the overpowering stench of death and decay. I gagged, and pulled my shirt over my mouth and nose. I continued to cautiously step into the even darker room. When I entered the room I couldn't see anything, so I looked around for a light switch, finding one about three feet to my left. When I snapped it on nothing happened for a good two minutes, until I was suddenly blinded by rows of overhead lights. When my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the lights I finally got a clear image of what smelled in here. There were four tables in all, three of them were stained with a crimson color liquid, I didn't want to admit it but I knew it was blood. The last table however, was in what appeared to be pristine shape. The table had four binds on it, two near the top, and two at the bottom. Next to the table were an assortment of syringes, as well as an abundant assortment of knives and scissors. I knew without having to be told what these were for... I stumbled towards the stairs leading into the house, just wanting to be out of this place.     I walked up the stairs and called out, "SARAH!" before I could stop myself. It was silent for what felt like forever before I heard a muffled scream coming from upstairs. I ran up the stairs and headed for the door at the end of the hallway, trying the handle only to find it locked. Not knowing what else to do I kicked the door square in the lock like I had seen in all of the cheesy cop movies, only to be amazed when I saw that it actually worked. I ran over to Sarah and saw she was not doing so well. She had a large bruise on the side of her head with a moderate amount of dried blood trailing down here face. I took the duct tape off of her mouth and started untieing the rope tied around her chaffed wrists. She said," John you need to get out of here before that thing comes back."     "Shhhh, Sarah, it's okay. There is nothing in the house," I said softly.     Right as those words I heard a strange howl-ish laugh coming from the driveway, causing me to look out the window. What I saw that day was.... so horrendous that it has been burned into my eyes forever. It looked like a man crawling around at an impossible fast speed with what looked like some kind of creatures skull pulled over his head. I told Sarah to come with me and ran out the door down farther into the hallway, trying every door I came upon until I found one that was unlocked. Right as I opened the door I heard what sounded like claws scratching on the deck.     "Sarah you need to be really, really quiet," I whispered to her. <span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">I felt her nod into my chest as I grabbed the door handle and held it tightly. I heard loud thumping coming up the stairs as I held my breath, I listened until I heard a sudden slamming coming from the end of the hall heading towards us. Just when I thought It reached us, It kept running.... until It broke through the door at the far end of the hall. "Sarah," I said, "now's our chance." <span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">    I opened the door and we sprinted for the stairs, hearing the thing behind us. When we reached the door I turned back and saw It at the top of the stairs, heading towards us like a freight train. I slammed the door shut and ran towards the woods in the direction that Sarah had gone, but seconds later heard the breaking of glass and the thing screeching again. I didn't turn back, I just kept sprinting into the woods, only to hear the sound of It's deep breathing not a foot behind me. I vaulted over a fallen log and...... stumbled. When I stumbled I felt the things weight send my flying, but not before It sent a claw racing against my back. I got up and ran, not paying any notice to the searing pain across my back. I sprinted and ran into the front yard of Sarah's house when suddenly.... I didn't hear the creature anymore. I didn't stop I just ran until I got to the door. Sarah opened it right when I stepped onto the porch and lept into my arms, causing me to gasp in pain. When she stepped away she saw her hands covered in blood. Shortly after that the police arrived and I was taken to the hospital. This is the first time I have told this story, but whatever that thing was.... It's still out there. <ac_metadata title="Sarah. (Unreviewed) I wrote this awhile back, and wanted to know what things should be improved upon."> </ac_metadata>