Day 13

Lying in bed, Roderich cannot stop himself from thinking. The past few days had his mind constantly reeling. Obviously nothing was making sense right now. He'd called the doctor that morning, and that ridiculous man actually suggested a psychiatrist! He wasn't crazy! He was just stressed… Nothing more!

'This is so wrong.' He was thinking as he rummaged through his bedside night table. He was now studying a bottle of sleeping pills. He took them painfully dry.

Two hours later, something strange happened. The temperature dropped. Then, Roderich awoke; that should have been impossible due to the pills. The effect left him dazed and unable to move. His body numb and tingled in a painful manner.

From the corner of his eye he watched the clock turn from 2:59AM to 3:00AM, and then it began… It was a soft moaning from under his bed, and his body trembled with the sheer desperation in that muffled moaning.

Then from under his bed he hears nails being caught on wood as though someone was pulled out from under it, and that moaning turned to loud wailing as an invisible body was being dragged around. There were scuffling foot steps like someone broke free and then loud thundering steps like someone was running. His door slams open and almost off its hinges. The wall was dented by the force it was hit with.

The dreadful sound of those running steps fade away along with dying whimpers that are suddenly cut off.

Roderich feels so cold; frozen to the spot, and the only thing he can think about is how he wishes this is just be some nightmare. He feels drained like all his energy was sucked from his body. He remained tense the rest of the night, until the sun began to rise. Only then was he able to close his eyes, though certainly not peacefully.


Goodness guys, why didn't you all tell me my fanfic was looping? Wow. I'm reposting the last chapters then, sorry for overloading your like... Alerts or whatever.