Decisions, decisions...
Groaning softly, you shakily haul yourself to your feet, disoriented and unsteady. Your heart is pounding in your ears like rocks falling from a volcanic sky, each one startling you, sending a jolt of panic and uncertainty through your already unsettled mind. After a few minutes, the erratic rhythm calms, and you grow accustomed to the almost soothing pulse, which confirms your existance is still in the realm of the living.
That's when you realise that the ominous thudding sound, which echoes through the ink-stained corridor, is not your own heartbeat. Your heartbeat has never caused wood to splinter beneath its polished boots before. No human organ could create a sound so... controlled.
Yes, the source of that sound is trying to trick you, you're certain of it. Though you refuse to look at it, you feel its emotionless eyes staring you down, piercing your very soul. The gentle pitter patter of the beat imitating your own, begins to rapidly increase, trying to simulate panic. Trying to build fear deep within your mind, and it's succeeding, you flinch at every movement now, just about ready to bolt from this terrifying place.
But one thought keeps you fixed to the spot. If you run, something can give chase. Something can sneak up, ensnare you from behind, incapacitate you.
No, you daren't turn your back.
On the other hand, the shoes that you're positive you saw catch the light, are back in your view now. The rest of the figure is cloaked in shadow, but without a doubt, you know who it is. You meticulously repeated curve after curve, each a fraction different than the last, to simulate life within your drawings. Always leaving a little spot on the leather of his boots uncoloured, to suggest reflection, polished to a shine.
Any closer, and you'll be able to see your own terrified face in them.
An inkstained glove reaches out, once pure white, now stained with the corruption that revels here.
You don't have much time now, it will reach you soon.
Your options are stay and face the demon you created, or try to run to safety.
What will you do?
Will you run, or will you stay?
[ A/N: Awoo. Okay, so this took waaay longer than it should have for me to return to. I'm going to make this into a multiple choice story! It's new concept, I'm unsure if it'll work, but I'll pose a scenario to you and give you two choices. You can wait for someone else to choose, or simply add your decision to your review of the story. The first choice I see is the one I'll write for, but I'll give the alternative if a different choice is picked. ^^
Hopefully it makes this more fun and interactive. :D
I have also created an e-mail purely for fanfiction reviews, so I swear I won't miss them next time! XD
Thank you all for your encouragement, and since my muse is slowly returning, I will be updating regularly, I promise. ^-^]