Chapter 7: Instructions
He was standing in front of me, gazing down almost as if he was disappointed. The grip on the roots loosened and one of his tentacles wrapped around my neck. I was paralysed in fear as he brought his face closer to me, he kept getting closer until his head was at the side of mine.
"Find the eight pages" whispered a voice that ran through my mind and sent shivers down my spine like the scraping of a black board. He laughed as he crushed me against a tree with intense strength which knocked me unconscious.
I awoke in my bed, thinking it was all just a nightmare until I felt an excruciating pain jolting down my spine and I started swaying. Losing control of my balance I fell back into my bed and lay there, I had lost all control of my body. I couldn't do anything, my eyes began to become heavy but I couldn't sleep. I didn't want to go back there, I didn't want to die!
I put all my strength into my arms, I slowly sat up. I let out a sigh of relief as I gained control of my body once again, must have been shock but I was still in pain. I had claw marks all over my arms, what happened to me? Why was I back home? All these questions soon to be answered...
I searched the internet for "eight pages" and came across a user on a site called "Witnesses" that mentioned something about the eight pages. But no matter how many times I messaged him he wouldn't respond, so looking on his page seemed like a good idea . I found vlogs mentioning the eight pages and so I decided to watched them, although I wish I didn't.
I plugged in my headphones and started watching, it started off like any other vlog with the user in a room looking at the camera but... this one was different. He was a Caucasian male with quite long and messy hair not been washed, he had bloodshot eyes that were dark around the bottom and his mouth wide open like he wasn't in control of it. He had scars across his body and seemed to be drifting off but stopping himself.
He began to speak. "For all of you that have seen him...your already dead..."
As he said those words I froze, struggling for breath I felt something running down my lips, it tasted bitter and thick. It dripped from my bottom lip, I looked down on my hand where it had landed...it was blood...