Oneshot #1
Drip. Drip. Drip goes the ink of an exploded pen all over the smooth surface of the granite table, all the way to the wooden flooring. " Dang it, now the ink will stain the floor and the table" you said as you swiftly grabbed a damp washclothe and start cleaning up the ink mess. After you cleaned up the mess, you suddenly felt light-headed, and you started to hear distant voices as you pass out. When you awoke you find that you are in a distorted version of your apartment, and a dark, ominous figure looms over you and then suddenly ran from your line of eyesight. You got up fast and chased the mysterious figure down the halls, in and out of the rooms, and cornered them into the livingroom. When it was about to leave, you tripped it and took in it's facial features and body build, then you realized that-. You suddenly awoke in a cold sweat, heart beating at miles per minute, you look around frantically to see if the figure was there. After a while, you calmed down a bit and went to the bathroom. After you used the bathroom, you looked at your reflection in the spotless mirror and saw in black ink- " Drip. ." After that you blacked out and saw the face of the ominous figure from the nightmare and realized what happened, but before you can stop it you were coughing out blood or supposed to be, but what came out was ink instead. You looked at the ink in horror, but before you could react you were stricken with a sudden burst of the frigid cold. You were suddenly knocked out with a blunt object with enough force to shatter you into tiny pieces and so it did just that.
THE END!