Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-27176417-20151108045230

I looked at the picture in horror, what I saw shouldn’t be real, no couldn’t be real. The picture was taken in a obviously pitch black room, with only the flash of the camera lighting it, in the bottom left hand corner a small hand that was covered in blood on every part except the palm, was reaching out in a beckoning motion, in the far back part of the room a glass backdoor was visible which is typical in most 1 storey houses. But the most notable feature of all was the dog, a Siberian Husky to be precise. Its eyes pierced my mind and stared into my soul, its fur grey with a patch of black on the head and around the eyes, which almost made it look like it had been crying black inc. But worst of all…was the smile. The dog was grinning broadly and not like the way most dogs do when they appear to be smiling, no this was a very purposeful smile, its lips were dark as an abyss and its teeth… its teeth were that of a humans,but seemingly larger. They blared out and were threateningly sharp.

Just as I was about to close the picture I noticed that there seemed to be some words faintly printed above the hand which said FO, their seemed to be more to it but it was too faint to see. After changing the picture by editing the contrast and some other minor details I managed to make out what it was trying to say. There were two words printed “FOUND YOU!”. I couldn't take it any more and I deleted the picture from my computer. I tried to forget about it and by dinner time it had already drifted out of my mind. But I didn't know back then, that you can never forget that picture, I didn't know that picture had sealed my fate in hell.

Later on that night at about 8pm I decided to get some much needed sleep since I had a meeting the next day. I woke up in the middle of the night covered in sweat, I sat there completely unaware of my surroundings, only my overwhelming fear. After a minute or two I decided to turn on the light and check the house just in case someone may have broken in. But when I reached out to turn on the side lamp, there was nothing there. Then I noticed my bed didn't feel the same anymore, my pillows were missing, there were no windows. I got up and tried finding a light switch which I did, but when I flicked it nothing happened, just a soft clicking sound. I searched frantically for a door of some sort, but found none. I screamed at the top of my lungs “HELLO” and all I got back was the echo of my voice. I was feeling the walls frantically for a way out and then realised, that the room was in fact a cell. A type of cell you would find at an asylum except there was no big heavy metal door, just the walls, ceiling and floor with my bed being the only piece of furniture and a random switch that surely wouldn't usually be found in this type of cell.

I sat down at the edge of the bed deep in thought. After about a minute I swear I heard a faint laugh or cry. Around 10 seconds later it came again but this time louder. It sounded feminine and was split between an awkward laugh and cry. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when I came to the conclusion that this was all just a nightmare, a sick, twisted, vivid nightmare. I just sat there for what felt like forever, hearing an occasional distant laugh/cry in the distance until the lights finally came on. Covering my eyes from the shock of it and slowly adjusting until I was able to see clearly. I looked around the room. It was completely white all over, even the bed matched it, I then looked up at the ceiling to find the source of light but when I did, I found none, all I saw was a lit up patch of the ceiling that was completely flat. I muttered to my self “ how the hell did my brain manage to conjure all this up” smiling a little bit. I decided to get up to do some pacing, thats when the scratching started. on the left wall from the bed I could hear a scratching sound. It wasn't the type of scratching sound that people make, It sounded as if it was a animal. The scratching increased in speed and noise. Backing away from the wall in horror, I curled up into a ball, closed my eyes and prayed that it wouldn't get in. But about 30 seconds later it just…stopped. After about 5 minutes I looked up and gasped. What I saw standing before me was that dog, the dog in the picture. It was just standing there perfectly still exactly as he was in the picture except for those eyes that peered down at me intently. I tried to get up but it just snarled at me aggressively, so I sat back down slowly. It continued to stare at me with those menacing eyes for an eternity, until finally it tilted its head and began talking to me. He didn't actually speak physically, but through my mind I could hear his words. They were sick and twisted and I refuse to repeat them, but I will say what his last command to me was “Spread the word”. After those last words he started to walk towards the wall which I guess he could somehow walk through. But just as he reached the wall he stopped, and said “life itself is only a vision, a dream, nothing exists, save empty space and you…and you…are but a thought”. And then he walked off.

I was left by myself again to ponder what he meant. I ran those last words over and over through my mind and came to the conclusion, “its satan” I whispered to myself. He talked about life as if he had something to do with it, as if he was the creator of life, but obviously he couldn't be god, so it must have been satan. Soon after I had worked this out I heard a click and I was left in pitch blackness again. It was like this for about the same period of time as it was before but this time around I just laid down in bed waiting for something to happen. But when the lights came back on I was no longer in the cell, I was back in my room again. I checked the time on my phone but it seemed to have glitched out because my background wallpaper had changed from the factory default to black and the time was stuck on 666…even though thats impossible. luckily i had a functioning alarm 1clock on the other side of my bed, apparently it was 5:30 which was convenient because that was about 10 minutes before i original planned on getting up anyways. I laid in bed for those 10 minutes as fear caved into my mind gradually, all that i could think about was that dog glaring at me with those soul sucking eyes. After, I ended up just laughing to myself. I realised how stupid I was. Being scared of a dream I had over a smiling dog. I remembered that I was supposed to be at a meeting that morning so I quickly put on my best suit and headed out to the kitchen for a quick breakfast. Thats when I saw the envelope. I looked at it, pulling a confused face “I don't remember getting any mail recently” I muttered to my self. On the envelope were two words that I remember all to well.

FOUND YOU

My face turned pale and I simply said “ NO…NO no no no no no” I couldn't believe my eyes. I just stared at the envelope until I finally gathered the courage to open it. Inside was the picture of the smiling dog which disturbed me very much so. But the thing behind the picture was what truly horrified me. Behind the picture was a small piece of card with these letters printed on it ‘SPREAD THE WORD’. I immediately dropped it and backed away. I could feel the walls closing in on me, the birds outside had stopped their morning chirps, everything fell silent. I remember feeling the presence of it again, I'm not even going to call it a dog any more. I could hear its breathing, I could it’s fleeting eyes on my back, fear coarse’d through my veins. Then… he said these words which would make me realise what must be done, I must spread the word. 