This is our annual Halloween story, we hope you continue to enjoy the stories we write and share with you all. As always we will not spoil the story but keep in mind we are HEA and B&E writers. Even when it's hard to believe it will be that way in the end.
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Nightmare
Prologue
My heart was pounding like it was beating out of my chest. My breathing is coming too sharp and fast. Looking around the room, fear is gripping me. There has to be somewhere to hide. Feeling the dizziness as my eyes roll closed, I do my best to calm myself. Holding back the sob trying to break out of me, I know I can't lose it. Not right now. Not while he's here trying to find me.
The room I enter is small and there seems to be nowhere to hide. Continuing to search, the places I do find are not appealing to say the least. A loud bang makes me jump, and I know I've run out of time. Taking a deep breath, I know I have no other choice. Trying not to think about what I'm doing, I push and tug until I've burrowed myself under the dead corpse. Breathing through my mouth and pinching my nose, the smell is overwhelming. My body wretches and I can taste the smell of rotted flesh.
The smell coming from the dead person above me is so bad that even with my nose pitched, I can still smell, and even taste it as I breathe. My eyes roll closed again, and I know I've lost too much blood from the wound in my leg.
Hearing him enter the room and start moving around, I stay silent despite wanting to break down. Taking a deep breath, I know I need to stop shaking and get control of myself or I will become Sent From Hell's next victim.
Things are silent for a few minutes and my heartbeat slows considerably.
"Found you!" He calls out smiling down at me.
It's like we are playing a game of hide and seek. I can't help but wonder if this is what we are doing in his mind.
He moves the dead body and then lifts me up, cradling me in his arms. "I'm so sorry," he sobs touching my face. "I never wanted you to be one of the girls. But he showed me that you have sinned, and he sent me from Hell to take you back home."
Gulping back the sob that wants to break free, I open my mouth to plead with him. Knowing I just need to buy some time, for my friend to find me.
"Do you want to know what your sin was?" He asks and presses the blade against my throat.
Drawing up as much courage as I can, I smirk at him. "That will be a tough choice, since I'm a fan of all of them," I say in my best bitch tone.
He freezes at my comment and tilts his head, and for a moment, I can see the person I have spent so much time with these past months. Quickly his face changes almost as if he has pulled a mask over it, and he indeed looks like the monster Sent From Hell he claims to be.
Feeling the warm stickiness of the blood on my neck, my eyes flicker back to his. His green eyes stare down at me and he seems strangely calm. He's calmer than I've ever seen him before.
My eyes close as I feel myself draining, I know my heart rate is dropping and my breathing is slowing down. Without a doubt, I know I'm dying. Just like many people have said, my mind starts to replay events from my past. They seem to go by in a flash, all the way up to eight months ago. Strangely that's where this all started.
A/N: We are sure a few of you will be spooked out, but as always you can trust us. So there is no posting schedule for this, but it will be around 16 chapters total and We intend to have it posted fully by Halloween - however we are still working on this story it is not yet complete. With that said what do you think of the start to this spooktacular story?