The walls were closing in. She felt like a shark trapped in a cage, thrashing against the metal bars in an attempt to break free. Only she wasn't a ferocious animal, Laura was more comparable to the helpless swimmers a shark would attack; or the helpless seals being consumed by the water demon. The black pit that held the two of them was lacking oxygen, proving to be a claustrophobic nightmare. Silence was everywhere. The only sound being the gentle sobs of her younger companion ringing loudly in the abundance of quiet. In reality this would not disturb a library, but in their current horrifying predicament, these subtle noises could bring the walls to their knees. The only other faint disruption from the anxiety-filled quiet, were the giggles of children; eager for sugar-laced treats. Dreaming of tangy and delectable goodies, racing from house to house with their bags already overflowing, and still continuing to cram more sweet, tooth-rotting goodness into the abyss of candy. Under the dim florescent lighting Toby suddenly became hysterical and began to quiver dramatically, body convulsing every way simultaneously. He was getting cold. Panic exploded in Laura, bringing a sharp hotness to her face, cheeks aglow with abhorrence. High school had been testing. There had been times when she had seriously considered ending it all; it had seemed like the end of the world. But somewhere within well hidden intelligence that her cheerleader friends would mock, she knew it was only high school. And that in the real world there were much more frightening things. Things that hot chocolate and whipped cream wouldn't help. This was vivid, this was too real. If only it was a dream or silly fear about gossiping or playground rumours. She was in the final year, almost free of the dull lessons and dumb jocks. This was endowing strength and helping to fight the insecure impulses and doubts of her impending fate. The thought of surviving this, finishing school, and actually starting a life maintained courage. It was a test. A test that unfortunately many unsuspecting victims are forced to endure, a sick game of cat and mouse. A game where there's only one rule, that there are no rules. As she dug deep to find motivation to careen onwards on this journey, a thought was scooped from the dampness of her brain's floor. The thought was forming like a dark cloud ruining a clear blue sky on a summer's day. Toby continued to shake as the thought process came to its conclusion. Toby was hurt, and he would need medical attention soon, or death was inevitable. Just when she considered running for help, the door to the room they were hiding in, began to rattle with echoes of a deranged, petrifying laughter. Now the horrors were not of Toby's situation, or miraculously getting an SOS message out somehow. They were of the dangerous entity lurking on the other side of the door, now aware of their hiding place, no longer a game of cat and mouse, but a deadly game of hide and seek. A game they were about to lose..... ORDER YOUR COPY TODAY ONLY 99 CENTS OR 99 PENCE! USA: http://www.amazon.com/Frightful-Tales-Hes-Watching-Me-ebook/dp/B0156PA5QW/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1441905540&sr=1-1 UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Frightful-Tales-Hes-Watching-Me-ebook/dp/B0156PA5QW/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1441905540&sr=1-1 To keep up to date follow Wesley Thomas Website: wesleythomashorrorauthor.weebly.com Twitter: @WesJThomas Blog: http://wesleythomasshorthorrorstories.blogspot.com/ Facebook: Wesley Thomas Horror Author |