User:OfficialHorrorNightwing

Horror. That's the only word in my head now, I can't seem to get it out. Horror. The flashing image of a charred fish-like snake with pulsing scales- Here's the story.

I was just sitting there, I was on my bed, in my room, with the Controller I found in my attic in my hand. It seemed to be made of a strange cheap black plastic with a rubbery touch- the top of it was smothered in a strange brown-like red paste. I still held it. There was a note pasted on it, it read:

'Horror is NOT to be awoken- Unless you will obey the vortex'

I just ignored, thinking it was one of my friends who visited yesterday who was playing a prank on me, But they seemed to avoid the attic, Its calls were just impenetrable to get into his system. Anyway, When I came back the next day to turn the system on, The not now read:

'Obey the Vortex. Obey the Vortex'

I just screwed the note up- The paper was like a razor blade, though, I cut my palm. The blood leaked out, trickling on my teal carpet. It was spelling out 'Horror'. This was just abnormal, I got about 9 pieces of paper from the restroom and wrapped it around my hand, I pressed the power. The screen flickered- A deep moan emitted from the speakers, blowing my ear drums, they felt like they were bleeding. I grabbed my stomach, I felt as if my organs were going to literally explode. I took a deep breath. The screen then played some strange- yet addicting- music. It surrounded me, Almost like it lifted me up and put me in a dream. The screen then buzzed, loudly. I blinked, some rainbow colored text appeared, the options of 'Start' 'Options' 'Save/load'. Obviously I wanted to delete any files there so I didn't run out of any space in the compact hard-drive. I felt a pain in my bandaged hand, I look down slowly. A strange, microscopic spider leg with a sharp point attached was jabbed strait through my hand. I felt like I could scream- Yet- I wanted to just laugh. Later on, I selected 'Start' on my game. The room I started in was bright, with waving patterns, the song 'Red and blue and Pink and green' played on loop, As I moved further it became louder and brighter. It then turned pitch black. The cheap plastic feeling like it was melting. The screen then made my character, A blonde female archer with hollow eyes and no hands, The got eaten by a shadow, with slit crimson eyes. It randomly paused- The guts of my character splatted over the screen, controller and my face. When I wiped the lining of the liver and chunk of intestine, I notice the shadow was a burnt fish-like snake with pulsing scales, in fact its skull was bare and steaming, Its fins had claws- Claws poking through where a human's knuckles would be, the same on its rear appendages. Its rib-cage poked through the smoked flesh, blood dripped slowly out of the chasm where its heart cavity was. Its skull did have flesh stuck to it, Its forehead, cheeks and mouth. Yet its fangs, despite the pale crimson splat of blood, are bright white and poke eight inches through its lips, its long tail burning through my Duvet- It started to ignite- I jump up, yet I fall flat on my face, it was its chance, The thing jumped onto my Back, burning my spine. I squealed, it released a hiss from its throat and crouched, spine spiking up with venom leaking slowly out of the tip. It dropped an amulet on my back, I sighed as the cold metal cooled my vertebrae, the gem was a dusty Amethyst- Glowing a dusty purple hue. It flashed, eating away at my flesh, blood pouring out of my back as it depleted slowly, I closed my eyes trying to hope I was Else Where. The being then Started mumbling in Ancient Nordic, its pupils disintegrating, Once I opened my eyes I was on a bed, in the hospital. My fuzzy vision blurred the not ahead of me, I could just read it.

'The vortex took you, Serve or be vanquished'

I shuddered, noticing everything floated away, I was hovering above a lava pit, And a note fell onto my lap, it read:

'Vanquish in process. Horror is now'

In a split-second I was confused, the letter made no sense at all. I sat quietly. My finger in my mouth, picking at my teeth. I closed my eyes, just briefly. I look down, feeling the weight of a cat on my lap. I look down, Horror was slowly eating my leg, but I can't move- I laugh, Louder and louder- I don't like it, It's a horrible feeling. I look down at my legs, smile as I pick Horror and place it at my Throat.