We been lying down For hours
now. ts 5: 10 am and there' s f f
not much I can do.
I' m in the same room with
my parents. They keep looking
at me, and I cant help but look
back and try not to cry or scream.
There' s this strong scent
of blood and I Feel so paralyzed
Here' s the second I make any hint that m not asleep
anymore, LT completely fucked. I will die and there' s nobody
around to save me. I' been trying to think of a way out but
the only I have is to rush forms door and run ourside
the front door and scream for help, hoping any neighbor hears me.
IE risky, but NI stay here, 21 Mim re.
He' s waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece...
You' re probably wondering what' s going on...
I do get a head of myself sometimes.
about 3 hours am? I heard screaming
from the other side ortho house. .
I got up and went to check on the noise,
Hook a peek outside my bedroom's -A
ohaithere was blood on the carpet,
I got very MM, and an
I tried to convince go back to sleep, that it was just some
really vivid dream or something.
Burl heard my bedroom door open. Like the terrified child I was,
I peeked from under my blankets to see what was going on. I could
see something dragging my dead parents into the room. l was
nut human, I can tell you that.
It propped my parents up on the edge of my bed, and made them
face me. then started rubbing its hands upon the walls, staining
them with blood and then drew a circle with the devil' s pentagram
in t The result would probably be called a masterpiece.
To finish it off, it scribbled a message onto the wall that i could not
read in the darkness.
It then positioned itself under my bed, waiting to strike.
The scariest thing is that my eyes have adjusted to the darkness
since then and I can read the message on the wall. I don' t want
to look at l, because it' s terrifying to think about.
But I feel i need to see it, before Wm killed.
I peeked at the creature' s masterpiece.