The floorboard creaked, from outside my room waking me up. Still half a sleep I sit up only to here it getting louder and closer snapping me awake. "Is someone there?" I ask as I turn on the lamp next to me and curl up in a ball at the top of my bed as far from the door as I could. With no answer the creaking continues till it comes to a sudden stop in front of my door. "How's there?" I ask in a quiet trebling voice, still getting no answer.
Tears started to quietly slip down my face even thou I sat there in silence for several minute. I know someone is at the other side of that door, the cranking sound wasn't part of my imagination. But I was to afraid to do anything, just sit there and wait for something to happen.
Without warning the door flue forward a few feet before falling flat down and in the shadow of the light being given off from my lamp I saw him. A man dropping wet, . . . but not with water in was glowing with a red color, "Is that blood" is whisper to my self in fear making the man smile with a twisted dark smile. "Aren't you observant for someone about to die." Thous word sending fear through my entire body.
Ok so that might have been done in more then a minute I had to stop half way to do something and didn't get my timer started when I go back to typing.
~Rader~
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