quarta-feira, 3 de junho de 2009

The neddle with no return

In those moments that everithing fades,
the only way out is our own room and when inside it the walls go dark
and everithing seems to shrink, the air starts to run from you and you
get short breathed, the heart beat goes wild like a drum'n'bass rythm.
No light is present, you just found your bed in the middle of the
darkness and you lay down on it, imediatly the monster hidden under the
your bed and inside your clauset come out and hold yout tight, no
movement is allowed and the only thing that you can see is the ceiling.
Few seconds later the ceiling cracks open, vampires, werewolfs, trolls,
gremlins, orchs, quimeras, everithing seems to want you. Now under the
moonlight you are able to see whats happenig and you dont like what you
see, fear starts to fill your body, every single part of you starts
shaking and every hole starts bleeding. Sudently a gremlin breaks
trhought the fight on the top and heads for your head, last things that
you were able to see was the beast little hands.
(AAAAAAAARRGH)
You're eyes just got ripped off. Now you start to dispair but it seems
that it aint over. Some cold hands just grabbed your arm and you felt a
bite.
(DAAAMN IT HURTS)
You feel your blood to get drawned out of your body as your forces too.
As in a dram that you die you open your eyes and look to the arm where
you felt the bite, You see the needle of drug that you injected before you
came for your room. Then you realise that the cold, the shakes, the fear,
the pain went away, as your life.

Good ByE*

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