It was raining outside, and me without my umbrella. Oh well, I didn't
really care, what was a little water anyway?
I walked down the street, my hands in my trench coat pockets. I had gotten a new trench coat since I had outgrown my old one a lot. I was 19 now.
I still lived in my father's house, but I pretty much had it all to myself. I didn't have a job yet and was never really up to getting one.
At least not now.
I was walking along in my own thoughts when I saw a mugger across the street, he had a ski-mask on and he had a gun pointed at a young couple, who looked positively terrified.
I diverted my gaze away from them, and continued on back to my house. The guy'd get it in Shadowland anyway...
"Why didn't you stop him?"
I looked up at my therapist, she was talking about what happened last night, the mugger.
"There really wasn't anything I could do....and that guy'll end up in Shadowland, which is much worse..."
She sighed, "Still..." She didn't finish the sentence though, and I figured she had dropped the subject.
I stared at her, waiting for her to make the next move.
She blinked..."Anyways, you never did finish your story..."
"Oh...sure."
I looked around, my eyes wide in shock and terror. I wasn't at the scene of the accident anymore...well...I was, really. It was the same street, the buildings were all the same but everything was....night. There wasn't any sun, all there was was the moon and some strange neon signs written in some odd language.
I frowned and rubbed my shoulder, then stopped when I realized that I wasn't hurt anymore. I looked myself over and it was if the accident had never happened at all.
Then I heard a low hissing sound behind me and turned around.
When I saw what was there, I screamed.
It was almost impossible to explain, this creature. It crawled on its belly like a lizard, but it had no lower body at all. All it was was a torso and arms along with a head, If you could even call it a head. It had a wide mouth, full of sharp teeth, maybe 6 inches long, all sticking straight out. There was a long tongue protruding from the ghastly opening and the thing was drooling all over. I could see it's two black eyes staring hungrily at me from underneath a mess of oily black hair. The hands...claws....had 8 fingers, fingernails as long as my forearm, I could see the dirt and grime and blood underneath them. The part where the lower body should have connected with the torso was just blood and skin and bones.
It dragged itself closer to me, pulling itself along by its fingernails.
"You look tashty..." It hissed, that long tongue flicking out at me.
I took several steps backwards as the monster advanced toward me. My foot hit something soft and I heard a yelp of pain about 1 foot away.
"Watch it!" The voice yelled.
I looked to my right and almost screamed again. It was another monster, different this time. It had two heads and flat teeth, a long tail and 3 arms with sharp claws. The thing picked up its tail, what I assumed I had stepped on, and scampered off into an alley.
I looked around and for the first time, noticed all the creatures around me, slinking around in the shadows and staring at me with glowing eyes from crevices I never wanted to explore.
I could even see flying ones in the sky, circling overhead me.
I was brought back to my dilemma, however, when I felt a tongue sliding slowly up and down my ankle. I jumped and took more steps backward.
"You ARE tashty..." It hissed again, "I think I jusht found my lunch!" It grinned and leapt towards me, it's mouth open and those horrible teeth aiming straight for my neck.
Beeeeeeep.
"I'm sorry sir....we'll have to continue this another time..."
I nodded and didn't say a thing more, eager to get out of there and to return home for a needed rest.
I walked down the street, my hands in my trench coat pockets. I had gotten a new trench coat since I had outgrown my old one a lot. I was 19 now.
I still lived in my father's house, but I pretty much had it all to myself. I didn't have a job yet and was never really up to getting one.
At least not now.
I was walking along in my own thoughts when I saw a mugger across the street, he had a ski-mask on and he had a gun pointed at a young couple, who looked positively terrified.
I diverted my gaze away from them, and continued on back to my house. The guy'd get it in Shadowland anyway...
"Why didn't you stop him?"
I looked up at my therapist, she was talking about what happened last night, the mugger.
"There really wasn't anything I could do....and that guy'll end up in Shadowland, which is much worse..."
She sighed, "Still..." She didn't finish the sentence though, and I figured she had dropped the subject.
I stared at her, waiting for her to make the next move.
She blinked..."Anyways, you never did finish your story..."
"Oh...sure."
I looked around, my eyes wide in shock and terror. I wasn't at the scene of the accident anymore...well...I was, really. It was the same street, the buildings were all the same but everything was....night. There wasn't any sun, all there was was the moon and some strange neon signs written in some odd language.
I frowned and rubbed my shoulder, then stopped when I realized that I wasn't hurt anymore. I looked myself over and it was if the accident had never happened at all.
Then I heard a low hissing sound behind me and turned around.
When I saw what was there, I screamed.
It was almost impossible to explain, this creature. It crawled on its belly like a lizard, but it had no lower body at all. All it was was a torso and arms along with a head, If you could even call it a head. It had a wide mouth, full of sharp teeth, maybe 6 inches long, all sticking straight out. There was a long tongue protruding from the ghastly opening and the thing was drooling all over. I could see it's two black eyes staring hungrily at me from underneath a mess of oily black hair. The hands...claws....had 8 fingers, fingernails as long as my forearm, I could see the dirt and grime and blood underneath them. The part where the lower body should have connected with the torso was just blood and skin and bones.
It dragged itself closer to me, pulling itself along by its fingernails.
"You look tashty..." It hissed, that long tongue flicking out at me.
I took several steps backwards as the monster advanced toward me. My foot hit something soft and I heard a yelp of pain about 1 foot away.
"Watch it!" The voice yelled.
I looked to my right and almost screamed again. It was another monster, different this time. It had two heads and flat teeth, a long tail and 3 arms with sharp claws. The thing picked up its tail, what I assumed I had stepped on, and scampered off into an alley.
I looked around and for the first time, noticed all the creatures around me, slinking around in the shadows and staring at me with glowing eyes from crevices I never wanted to explore.
I could even see flying ones in the sky, circling overhead me.
I was brought back to my dilemma, however, when I felt a tongue sliding slowly up and down my ankle. I jumped and took more steps backward.
"You ARE tashty..." It hissed again, "I think I jusht found my lunch!" It grinned and leapt towards me, it's mouth open and those horrible teeth aiming straight for my neck.
Beeeeeeep.
"I'm sorry sir....we'll have to continue this another time..."
I nodded and didn't say a thing more, eager to get out of there and to return home for a needed rest.
