This can be based off of the book or movie I guess. I think it should be based off the movie though. I loved the book and movie. They were amazing. :)
I hope I included good creepiness.
Many thanks to NeoMiniTails for pointing out some of my mistakes! :)
Enjoy!
Coraline opened her eyes, blinking rapidly in confusion. How did she get here? She glanced around at her surrounding. There were different types and shapes of chairs all around her. The wall was glowing an odd green color. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she started to recognize the room. Her breathing stopped when she heard a scuttling behind her. She twirled around to see what had made the noise.
A flash of black disappeared behind a painting hanging on the wall. Ignoring the voices in her head that were screaming at her to run, she started to walk forward. Reaching her hand towards the painting, she yanked it away from the wall. Something sharp, hard, and forcefully flew from the wall, attaching itself on her face.
She scrambled backwards, the mysterious object muffling her screams and scratching her face. With a forceful pull she threw it away from her face, making it slam against the wall, falling onto the ground.
Her wide eyes stared at the familiar black, leathery, spindly hand that was scuttling towards her on its fingers. Fast.
Coraline ran towards the door, grabbing the door handle, tugging it. Shoot, it was locked.
She leaned against the door, breathing heavily, staring in horror at the hand that had almost reached her. A heavy object banged against the door she was leaning against, making her fall forward onto the ground. Landing on her hands and knees hard, she started shaking, trying to control the mini heart attack she was having.
A loud screeching voice began to scream over the loud banging of the door. "You stupid girl! Stupid! Little! Girl! Let me in!"
Coraline quickly got up from her position on the floor, moving as fast as she could away from the black hand and the near to breaking down door. It was just like before. How did she escape last time?
She looked around scanning the wall desperately for the small trapdoor she escaped in last time, Running towards the one of the chairs shaped like a ladybug by the wall, she pushed it away from the wall.
There was no trapdoor.
"No...no..no." She muttered to herself, running her hands frantically down the walls. It wasn't there. Where did it go?
The banging on the door increased, sounding like someone was ramming their body into the door. She grabbed a iron stoker from the fireplace and held it in front of her in a defensive posture, in case the door did break down. She was trembling at the sound of the screaming and banging.
Wait...
Where was the hand?
She glanced around her, holding the stoker. She didn't see it,
Looking up in confusion, her mouth went dry with fear.
The hand had crawled up the door, onto the doorknob and was in the process of turning the knob.
She dropped the iron stoker as the door flew open, hitting the wall with a loud bang. The last things she saw before she fainted, were two black buttons glinting at her sinisterly.
Coraline shot up in her bed with a small scream, breathing heavily she looked around with wide eyes. She was back in her bedroom. She ran her hands down her face to see if the scratches from the leathery black hand was on there.
Her face was still smooth and with no scratches. She relaxed her tense posture, bringing her knees to her chest and she hid her face in them. She attempted to try and relax by convincing herself that it wasn't real anymore and to forget it.
But she never could forget her nightmares.