Let Me Tell You About My Friend
Have I ever told you about my friend? He has been acting strange lately. Usually, we just talk together, along with my other friends. Until now, he has been fine. Kind, caring and all that. Just lately, he has started keeping to himself. He hardly comes out anymore, and when he does, he is all miserable and depressed. It's strange, none of my other friends are like this. He has been shut in his apartment most of the time, when he is in his apartment, nobody can contact him. If they go to there and ask for him, he doesn't answer the door. If they ring him, they don't get a dial tone. Nothing at all. It's quite scary to be honest.
He rang me the other day. On my phone, it said unknown number. I thought that it may have been something that just happens now and again. But anyway, when I picked up, I couldn't hear that much, it was mumbled by constant murmuring in the background. His voice was clear, but it was drowned out by the murmuring and the fact that he was almost whispering. He told me to go to his place. I went to his place, when I got there. Some people dressed in black led me to his room. I was wondering what was going on. When I got into his apartment, he told me something. Something disturbing. I had always been his favourite out of the group, so it wouldn't suprise me if he told me what he did. He told me to go into a room on the end of his apartment. I had never seen the door used before. I wondered what was in there.
He gave me the key and told me to unlock the door. As I unlocked it, I could smell something horrible. Like burning flesh. I opened the door, it was pitch black. I couldn't see anything. Suddenly, I was pushed into the room. My friend said. "Goodnight." His mood lightened as he said that and was said with a slight chuckle. The door slammed and was locked.
I turned around and started shouting; "Let me out you asshole!" There was no hope of getting out just yet. I flung my hands everywhere to find a light switch. Instead, my hands touched something soft. Not just soft, it was watery, it wasn't water though, the substance was far more thicker. Touching made me jump out of my skin. The smell was awful, it was the most disgusting thing I had ever smelt. I finally felt a light switch. I turned around and flicked the switch. I saw the walls covered in red. Frightened, I turned around. I shouldnt. I saw my other friend, David. I think it was David anyway.
I saw half a face. Completely mangled and covered with blood. He had no legs and from his nipples down, all of his skin was peeling off. It looked as if it had been peeled off with an apple peeler. He was hanging by his arm, you could see all of the muscle drooping out of the arm. I was so scared, but at the same time I wanted to vomit. Instead, I started to cry and vomit, all of the vomit went over the body. I looked behind David's body and I saw my other friends. All three of them. Each one was killed in a unique way. One of their heads was put in a clamp and turned until the head exploded and it looks as if the fluids splattered all over the wall. One of them had their eyes peeled back and, from what I think, screwdrivers had been shoved into his eyes. The last was so mutiliated I couldn't look at it for a few seconds before going to vomit. Their bodies were mangled and cut up. They were in a pile, completely covered in blood.
I was about to go up to them and check them when there was a knock at the door. Please continue the rest...
Then he came in. He sprayed me with a knockout gas and it went pitch black. I felt my eyes twist and plucked out. I shrieked in pain, as that woke me up. Then I heard a noise, it sounded like a power saw... Then I REALLY woke up. I had a headache. My eyes hurt. I went back home. I saw my brother and said "Hey". Nothing. I tried talking to him again but no response. I went to my murderous friends apartment. He didn't seem to notice me. I went to the room. I was terrified beyond the capacity of rational thought. I saw myself in the back of the room, skinned as if with an apple peeler, mangled covered in blood, my entrails were splattered around the floor, eyes twisted and ripped out of their sockets, my skull was sawed in two, my brain was hanging out, with nails hammered inside of it, then he came in. He picked up every part in there and took it to the kitchen. He cut them into smaller pieces and threw some into a pot of boiling water... Continue Please....
Credited to Red Skull 44
| Comments • 0 |
Loading comments...
|
