Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25177838-20140714160201

Coldane, Boctane was a small city it had a fair population living in the state it is one of the most rainy places to live at and through out most of the year it the afternoons' and mornings' were always grey and rarely had bright sunny days, even through the summer. Today was the 31st of October it was morning around 6:54 AM, the bedroom was dark since the blinds were closed not letting light Seep through from the window it quiet except for the movement resonating on the bed, an 18 year old was sound asleep tossing and turning in his sleep making a mess of his bed. The stillness and silence made the atmosphere in the room aside from the lack of daylight was peaceful, sleeping Well and comfortable under the warm sheets until his alarm went off making its loud and obnoxious beeping noise repeatedly. He groaned, scrunching his brows murmuring something in his half wakened state trying to fall back asleep but soon gave up letting an annoyed sigh escape from his breath having his eyes open now looking at the clock seeing it was 7:01 AM.

"Alright...alright..already..you stupid alarm clock" reaching over to the nightstand that the clock resided at, having his fingers run around the bumps of the buttons sliding his index finger down till he felt the last button pressing, silence immediately returned to the room, the teen adjusted himself now laying on his back staring up at the ceiling for a moment before getting up and got dressed for school. After having breakfast he went into the bathroom taking his tooth brush and tooth paste applying the paste and doused the brush with a bit of water, though after getting done with brushing his teeth he splashed some water onto his face then looked up at the mirror seeing his reflection yet behind him was something not normal. He stayed silent for a long moment feeling it harder to swallow his spit tugging at the collar of his shirt still looking at the figure facing the corner of the bathroom in the mirror, a gut wrenching feeling was telling him to get the hell out of the bathroom yet at the same time he did not even want to move to make a sound to have this entity look at him.

Hesitantly he turned his head, turning to look at what was facing the corner of the bathroom but soon left a breath of relief seeing nothing was there letting a nervous chuckle escape thinking how silly possibly he was just still tired from last night's studying for the upcoming exams. He turned his head back at the mirror only to be greeted with seeing his reflection yet his appearance looked different, having a wide grin with those red eyes bordered by black having red splattered across his face.His response to the sight of it made him jump and stumble backwards soon tripping into the bathtub covering his eyes "No! No! Leave me alone! Leave me alone" he shouted cowering a bit "Dylan, are you okay" a feminine gentle voice sounded off, I slowly lowered my arms from my face and saw my mom looking at me with slight worry "Yes..mom, I am fine" i answered but of  was doubted by my attempt of reassuring her.

"Okay, well come on then, still need to drop you off before i head off for work today" she stated as she helped me up and walked out of the bathroom, as i followed beside her out of the house to her car. The two got in, the mother turned on the car backing out of the drive way and started driving down the road, today would possibly be an 'okay' day I hope. After being dropped off at the school I said my goodbyes to my mom giving her a wave goodbye before walking to my first class making my way down the hallway suddenly I was grabbed by the back of my head from my long black hair, closing my eyes already knowing who grabbed me along with the constant gossip i heard followed by the guy's stupid laugh and insult then came the painful slam against the metallic locker followed by a punch on the side leaving me out of breath for a short moment, gasping and heaving for the air that was knocked out of me.

The group of teens left, heading to their classes as the bell rang ".....Crap..I'm..late" holding the side of his stomach from the pain slowly making his way to his classroom walking over to where he usually sat at, next to the window in the far corner, letting a silent sigh escape from his breath already wishing he stayed in bed. Half way through the school day, during lunch he was confronted by one of the most beautiful girls on the campus she instructed him to meet with her behind the school after the last bell rang.he gave a nod and waited impatiently for the final bell to ring, feeling like the time was lasting for an eternity, till finally hearing what he was waiting for Finally, oh i cannot wait to speak with her again maybe she will actually be a decent person to talk to.After going to the back of the school, he waited for a few long moments then saw her coming. Giving a warm smile walking up to her yet something did not feel right, why?

I was only halfway there before feeling freezing cold water splash over me, soaking me head to toe, having my face looking down at the ground before seeing her laugh at me just like the rest of those assholes. Feeling nothing but anger i shouted many vulgar things before getting turned to face one Jock having my face greeted by the end of his fists.I fell down on the ground after the first two punches feeling like i nearly blacked out but only to be welcomed by more of this humiliating assault. After being left on the dirt, beaten up he staggered up from the dirt coughing holding his stomach slowly making his way home, "....Thank...god home...isn't far" murmuring while spitting out some of the blood that resided on his mouth.After an hour of  walking Dylan made It to his home, coming up to the front door staring at the pot plant bending down reaching deep in the dirt till he felt a solid object, then took it out staring at the key for a moment as he placed it inside the keyhole turning it.

He walked in after opening the door and closed it, leaving the key on the counter in the kitchen holding his head from a slight headache soon followed by what sounded like a crazed lunatic voice echoing in his head ''come on! Come on already! Ha ha you were humiliated, you were fooled but i can help. I held my head in pain with one hand, while placing the other on the table to keep myself from going down to the floor from this excruciating pain "Get out of my head!..you're not real" i shouted loudly feeling some of the spit flow down from my bottom lip though to my horror i saw that entity again sitting on the chair next to me, staring at me with those eyes, and that demented smile.Why would i do that? I am not fucking going anywhere. ''

Panic soon set in the teen as he staggered out of the kitchen into the living room seeing his reflection as the entity's his breathing turned ragged and heavy not knowing what to do but instinctively try to get out, In a rush quickly making his way to the door taking a glance behind him then back at the door only to stop at a dime seeing It was standing in front of him, his breathing grew heavier while sweat ran down his body feeling his hands shake tremendously only to have the three words manage to escape his mouth "....what are you" the entity laughed tilting its head at him having the smile grow. ''It's so damn simple, I am your own demons, but I am willing to give you an offer. Let me out, and all your pain will be gone and only enjoyment awaits you~  ''

Or option two which I will find 'fun' but you won't.So what do you say? I stood there in great disbelief, feeling my heart thud greatly from this hallucination or whatever it may be i managed to swallow my spit thinking on the offer for a short moment before having a laugh escape from my breath taking It's hand shaking it but soon disappeared in a blink of an eye soon being welcomed by the headache again but this time it felt like my head was going to explode "Ah.. Fuck!" shouting for a few moments before falling to the ground unconscious. After about a few hours had passed, the teen awoke rubbing his face for a moment then started getting himself up and headed over to the bathroom feeling slightly dizzy, soon after his vision was done being blurry he stared at himself for a long moment having a blank expression but slowly a smile grew on his mouth from one end stretching to the other.I left the bathroom now making my way to my bedroom going over to my night stand seeing the flier for the haunted house that was going on shifting my head over to the bag in the corner.

Going over to the bag digging through the rummage in it Dylan took a small box out that caught his interest, taking the top off seeing they were eye color lenses "..I forgot..about these, good thing I had them here all this time" With that said he took out old left over paint he got from last year and use, and starting painting the borders of the lenses black while leaving the main color which was Red. Being done with that he took off his clothing changing into something else he had in his closet, he puts on black pants with black soles followed by a red and black striped sweater with a black blazer from the suit he never used for prom. "..and the final Piece" he went to the mirror taking one last look at his blue eyes and placed the two lenses on now having the same look that the entity had. "perfect.. Just beautiful, now. Time to get the party fucking started" With no hesitation he made his way to where the haunted mansion which was a block away from him.

After arriving the sound of screams made his smile grew more making his way inside managing to sneak pass the admissions, managing to spot the group of teens from earlier. "Josh, your such a damn idiot you nearly got us kicked out" Ryan stated grumpily, "Oh shut up you baby, either have a fun time with me and Heather or go home and bitch about it" Heather stuck her tongue at Ryan while he groaned a bit giving a nod following them to the next part of the place. They entered the slaughter house being slightly crowded by other people, the three slightly huddled together but Josh brushed it off "oh come on Guys, none of this is even scary-" suddenly one employee came in with a roaring chainsaw, Ryan being scared off ran off farther in the small maze, now being by himself momentarily for now feeling his breath ragged "..Jesus.. that scared the hell out of me" he muttered giving a nervous laugh as the lights flickered off and on "..ah great not this stuff..for the haunted house" he stated not wanting to be at this area now.

The teen pressed on seeing the part he was in looked like where they hanged pigs in a freezer room. He started to go back to being calm but the eerie music and sounds of screaming still made him uncomfortable but even through that he could hear a tap against the wall he turned around seeing nothing, then back at where the trail continued soon seeing one employee with a hood over his head having what looked like a Machete "Ha ha..okay..guy..very funny you can stop now" they did not say anything but continue slashing at the ground making sparks fly "...dude. just stop you are really freaking me out now" the employee tilted their head at Ryan pointing the blade at him before coming at him, shoving it deep inside his guts listening to him scream in shear pain.The killer continued stabbing the man till he left a hole big enough and stuck his hand inside gripping his intestines wrapping it around his neck using the little bit that was left to wrap around one chain that dangled above in his reach.

The killer laughed before ripping the blade out from his stomach and slashed off his hands, having blood squirt all over the floor and over his clothing, watching Ryan quickly die in a matter of seconds due to the excessive injuries he inflicted then ran off into one of the employee passage ways managing to blend in well due to his appearance, More I want more BLOOD! The thought echoed through Dylan's head as he wandered through trying to depict the voices of those two damn people. Walking out of from a decorative door his eyes peered around from the darkness, though luck be hold the two had barely made their way to him. I felt so happy to see them come to me such perfect timing at the perfect place but before he could do anything An employee popped out yelling at them with the plastic bloody cleaver prop, a glare shot to that employee as the two hurriedly walked passed him screaming "you little..bastard you made my Toys WALK AWAY" he shouted running at him, swinging his blade having it cut nearly through his neck having blood splatter on the wall and a bit on his face.

Taking it out of the now dead corpse I made my way down the pathway seeing it was leading to the exit "Can't let the two go out!, no, no I am not done yet" I stated to myself managing to catch up to the two left, as that asshole turned his head to look behind something about that tiny little look fueled my anger.Before Josh could fully react, I rammed him up against a wall ramming that blade right into his chest watching him cough out that crimson red liquid " that it scream" forcefully driving the blade down to the stomach, digging the blade inside constantly twisting it side to side before pulling it out of him, watching him fall down to the ground with silence, the girl gasped when I turned to face her "Is this boring? or let me Fix that!" he stated tackling her down when she was about to run, without hesitation he drove the machete straight the center of the girl's throat pulling the blade down to the slide having her head sliced off.

Dylan got off her body hearing screams from inside echo out "time to go, thanks for the party guys" he walked out keeping his head down having the hood pulled over his face heading out, by the same way he sneaked in from the back where the fence had a small free room to crawl out from.When he got home he went into the kitchen pulling his hood off, turning the light on heading over to the sink placing the machete using the sponge to wash off the blood.At 11 PM his mother arrived parking in the drive way sighing from being exhausted, she got out of the car heading to the door yet It was left wide open seeing bloody foot steps lead over to sink seeing her son washing what looked like a machete "...Honey.. what is this" she asked in a timid voice but got no response "Dylan why do you have blood...all..over your clothes"

The boy stopped washing the blade having a long awkward silence leaving the water running but did not bother looking back at her. She glanced over at where the knives were and took one out as she began dialing the nine-one-one. "Dylan I am going to call police okay? Yes i need police to come here, there has been an incident with my so- ah!" the mother stayed silent gasping for a moment till she looked down to see the blade stabbed through her chest dropping the phone "Should of kept quiet..mom~" his voice sounded crazed and much different with how innocent sounding, he pulled the blade out from her back and began slashing away at her back laughing louder and louder listening to her scream and cry out pleading for him to stop "DYLAN... STOP.. STOP" he rammed the blade straight through her lower back "..I'm sorry what did you say? HM... no, nothing? Keeping going it is then"

<p class="ve-ce-paragraphNode ve-ce-branchNode" style="color:rgb(212,212,213);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);">He took the blade out and slammed it down to the center of her back till her breathing sounded quiet, turning her around gripping her neck he planted a kiss on her forehead "love you mom, and I would love to stay but I got to go now" he then let her go, walking out of the house. Once the police arrived the place was a bloody mess seeing the mother's body was gruesomely torn up having some of her limbs hanging onto a tiny bit of muscle while her back showed many holes going through her chest and stomach having some of her digesting food flow out leaving a horrid odors while something was written on the floor with her blood, saying Shi Kyōfu, Ready to Play with you all. <ac_metadata title="Shi Kyofu (Re-edited)"> </ac_metadata>