User:EliteTristen

Time seemed slower than ever before. With the family all very busy with moving into the new house, i was left alone in my room with the dreadful old disposable camera. My name is Alex, and i just turned sixteen last month. It's the third of August, and summer break is almost officially over. As i heard my parents yell at each other about where they put a certain box, i fumbled with the camera. The rest of the stuff was in the moving van that wouldn't be here for the next couple of days. All i had was a mattress, some sleeping supplies, and this camera. Worst of all, the outdoors of this house were small and bare, a fence being right outside the house on all sides. And beyond that was private property, some overgrown rundown farmland. Didn't care. I wondered if this old piece of junk had any pictures, so i booted it up. It was low on battery, so i quickly browsed. The pictures were... unsettling. I don't know who's this was but my mom must have put it in my box on accident. One of the pictures was of a masked man at the end of a road, holding a gas can, and the grassland on the sides of the road was burning on fire. And the other one was just some static blank image, so i didn't bother with that one. Night would come soon. That meant sleeping with some dumb sleeping bag in a dirty and dark room, with this dying camera being my only entertainment.

Night sure did come quickly, as i had expected. The camera had died as i fumbled with it after dinner, so i tossed it back in the box against the closet doors. It bothered me that i had never seen that camera before, and when i had asked about it at dinner my family seemed confused. So i sat there in the dark, moonlight shining through the fogged up windows. It was hard to sleep, even when i felt so tired. I nudged my head up quickly to the closet doors. A slight creak, loud enough for me to hear in silence. My hand trembled, but i looked back down at the floor. I was paranoid... it was nothing, probably the floor creaking or something. The same noise happened again, but this time it was very loud. My head shot up and stared blankly at the now open closet doors. My palms trembled in cold sweat, a shiver down my spine. The closet doors... they were open. One of them was the slightest bit closed, but it began creaking ever so creepily shut again, like something in there knew i was watching them. "Who's there?" I gasped in the chilly room. The doors stopped closing, and i paused. "Show yourself." I immediately regretted saying that out loud as i didn't even want to know what was in there. As soon as it came out i would make a mad dash out of this awful room. The closet doors began creaking open again, like it was responding to me. "I asked who is in there." I repeated, hesitating and ready to run. No response, just silence. "WHO IS THERE?" I repeated yet again loudly. I heard an eerie growl from the closet, like my tone of voice angered it. The doors slammed closed before my eyes, and then silence. I had jumped back to the wall, in cold sweat. I grew too tired of watching the doors, i must have fell asleep.

Midnight. Had to be. Silence and still dark. I had woken up in the middle of night. The doors of the closet were wide open, and the light from the windows shone inside. Nothing was in there. I scanned the room, and the walls and ceiling. Must have been a bad dream, and i just fell asleep earlier. I lay down, giggling a bit to myself like i used to when i was free from a nightmare and awake. I raised my hand to wipe the sweat off my forehead, but it didn't nudge. I tried moving it again. My arms were stuck in their position. My legs, my body, all of me! Stuck! It felt as if my soul was trying to move but my body was not. I started sweating, tears coming out of my eyes. Something was in the closet, but i couldn't move to see. I heard a growl again. Heavy footsteps. The one thing i could do i did. Closed my eyes shut tight. My door opened slowly, and the footsteps walked out, leaving my door open. "Alex, is that you?" I could tell the voice was my mothers as she yawned awake, the footsteps as distant as her voice. "What the hell?" She screamed, gasping. My father must have woken, because i could hear him doing the same. More footsteps. "Aieee!" My mother screamed very loud, and choked. "Get your nasty hands of her-" My dad choked too. "Alex-!" They screamed for my help. I cried, my eyes desperately trying to see what was going on. I could not move to help them from whatever rested in my closet. The choking turned into bubbling noises, cries, and eventually silence. The footsteps continued, as i closed my eyes shut again. My door closed, and then my closet doors. "Goodnight Alex." I could hear my... mothers voice! I could move! I looked up, and my jaw dropped. A faceless man, skinny to the bone and scrunched down on my floor. There were bloody cuts all over him and he had ragged clothes. "Goodnight Alex" It said in my mothers voice. I was gasping for air, nearly fainting. I could not believe my eyes, a horrifying abomination right in front of me! It growled, and returned to the closet, and then came back. It handed me my camera... with full battery, and then returned to the closet, closing the doors, and then silence. I opened the camera, and my jaw dropped once again. My parents, gutted, a masked man with a gas can and fire all around their bed. I couldn't move again! I dropped the camera, the image of my parents jaws torn out and their organs sprawled on the bedsheets around them. What had the creature done? The doors were open, and it was watching me... silently. "Goodnight Alex." It said again. I could smell... fire. I freaked. "No, no." I struggled. "WHO ARE YOU?" I screamed at it, the camera dropping from my hands. The creature walked over and picked up the camera, snapping a picture of me. "You'll make a lovely addition." It said. It left and came back with a gas can, and began pouring it all over me and on the floor. "NO!" I screamed, feeling all the sweat in my body flow out of me at once. "I said... Goodnight Alex." It raised it's hand to my face. I didn't want to die in this awful house! It swung. My vision blurred, and my eyelids began falling. The creature was gone, as a line of fire spread towards me.