So here is the next chapter of Fear. If you like it let me know! Enjoy!
"Nightmare!
Now your nightmare comes to life"
-Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold
He had to admit, Kanakuro Manor was a pretty creepy place. And with all the ivy crawling up the walls in the foyer, it could pass as a horticulturalist's dream. Or would nightmare be the correct term? Either way, there was quite a bit of it inside the manor. In a way, it kind of reminded him of the mansion from that old black and white movie House on Haunted Hill. Just with more ivy. Lots more ivy.
After doing a thorough examination of the plant life, he let his mind wander back to the information that he had been able to dig up the night before. The only thing that he had been able to find was the year that the house had been built. Well, and anything that had happened here before the manor. After that, there was nothing. No previous owner, no maintenance records, not even a single news article about the death toll that the manor holds.
He knew that the boss man wasn't going to be happy about this and he almost winced at the thought of having to face the stoic teen's wrath. And he'd be in an even worse mood now that a certain brunette assistant of his was incapacitated.
With a woeful sigh, the grey eyed teen turned his attention back to his partner in crime, "So, what do you think the chances are of us coming out of the lion's den unscathed?"
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. If I had to say on a scale of one to ten, one meaning dead and ten meaning we got lucky, I'd say were standing at about... negative three," the brown eyed woman standing next to him supplied in an almost cheerful tone.
"So in other words, we're standing on a landmine aren't we?" He asked her in a mock serious tone, the dim lighting glaring off of the lenses of his glasses hid the amusement that his eyes were clearly showing.
For just a second, the room blurred out of focus before sharpening once more. In that moment, it had felt like he had fallen asleep but he hadn't. Surreal; that was the word he was looking for.
"Hey, you okay, Yasu?" His fellow researcher asked in a concerned tone.
"Hmm? Oh, don't worry about it Madoka. I'm alright," he answered in a distracted tone, the room once more blurring before sharpening.
"Oh hey! Look at that! I don't know why I didn't notice it before," the pinkish brown haired woman said, cheerful once again, "Come on, let's go check it out!"
He felt her hands latch onto his arm before she began practically dragging him over towards the left side of the room. Yasuhara shook his head in an attempt to regain his bearings so he could focus on what Madoka was trying to show him. By the time he did, he had already been pushed into a wall by the brown eyed woman.
He righted himself quickly before turning around to inquire about why she had pushed him. The last he could of her was the wide smile that stretched across her lips just as the door slid closed.
A jolt of panic ran through him when he realized just where he was; an elevator. His heartbeat became steadily faster when he felt the metal box begin its journey upward. But it didn't stop after it should have reached the second floor. It kept going.
The logical side of his brain was screaming that this was impossible and that it couldn't be real. In fact he knew that it wasn't real, and he would have been able to convince himself of this any other time but now. Panic and fear did terrible things to the mind after all.
Higher and higher it rose until it reached skyscraper levels. And then it stopped. He knew what was coming next. It was the idea of this happening while he was in an elevator that had made him truly afraid of them.
He pressed himself even further into the corner and grasped the metal bar that ran along the inside harder. His heartbeat was rapid, as if was trying to tear itself free of its flesh and bone prison. He shut his eyes tightly and tried to brace himself for what came next.
The sharp tings of metal snapping flooded the small compartment. He could feel the elevator jerk downward slightly with every ting of snapped metal. One by one they broke, until the cable could no longer hold the weight of the device it supported. And then he felt his stomach practically rise into his throat, much like going down a slope on a rollercoaster, as the elevator began its rapid decent.
The yells and screams of terror that had been building up finally rushed passed his lips and echoed through the small space. He could see the overhead light flickering rapidly behind his closed eyes before it finally died out. Blinding terror and panic rushed through every nerve of his body as the decent became even faster.
And just when he was sure that he would reach the crashing point, it stopped. The echo of his last scream flooded the room before fading out and his eyes snapped open to be met with faces filled will fear and worry for his safety. His rapid heartbeat slowly began to calm once realizing that he was no longer in the elevator.
"Yasu! Oh Gods, you're alright!" The tears of worry that had been dripping from Madoka's eyes quickly turned into ones of relief.
"I think, I should be alright now," Yasuhara began in a shaky voice, "I don't think I'll be taking skydiving lessons any time soon though," he finished in a joking manner as he let himself sink to the floor to catch his breath.
"Takigawa, help Yasuhara to base. It turns out that we might not have as much time as I had thought," Naru's voice rang out from behind them as the teen began to make his way back to the base.
Yasuhara turned in direction of the groups monk, "Shall we then, my dearest Monk?"
The tall sandy blonde haired man only shuddered at the jest before helping him up and beginning a very innuendo filled trip back up to the base room.
"Rapid heartbeat pounding through my chest,
Agitated body in distress,
I feel like I'm in danger,
Daily life is strangled by my stress"
-Panic Attack by Dream Theater
~Parody Fear~
He felt her hands latch onto his arm before she began practically dragging him over towards the left side of the room. Yasuhara shook his head in an attempt to regain his bearings so he could focus on what Madoka was trying to show him. By the time he did, he had already been pushed into a wall by the brown eyed woman.
He righted himself quickly before turning around to inquire about why she had pushed him. The last he could of her was the wide smile that stretched across her lips just as the door slid closed.
Blinking in confusion, Yasuhara took a cursory glance around the room that Madoka had shoved him into. It was dimly lit and held no furniture. The room was just empty; there was nothing and no one there except for himself.
And then he heard it, the soft clicking sound to his left. He turned warily to face the left side wall and looked down. The sight that met his eyes immediately made his face drain of all color. Slowly, he began to inch his way closer to the door; hoping that he would remain unnoticed by the creature.
Lucky wasn't on his side though as the creature snapped it's head in his direction, it's almost glowing red eyes trained on him. It was in that moment that Yasuhara knew that he was doomed.
Sure, to most people the furry white creature would be cute, but to him, he knew exactly what kind of evil that rabbit was. It may have been funny to watch in the movie, but the more he thought about it afterwards, he ended up developing an irrational fear towards the Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog.
Yasuhara let out a string of screams loud enough to rival a three year old girl as the rabbit pounced in his direction. Then next thing he knew, everything was black.
And then his eyes opened to be met with the concerned faces of his friends, "What the hell happened to you man?"
Yasuhara had never been so happy to see the monk since they first met, "It was horrible, the glowing red eyes, the ears, the tail; it was all the same! It almost got me!"
"What almost got you?" Ayako asked.
"The Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog," he replied, his eyes holding a haunting look.
Upon hearing Yasuhara's fear, all of the people gathered gave him a look of disbelief before rolling their eyes and turning away, all of them muttering about having more important things to do.
~End Parody~
So I hope you all enjoyed that little skit. If it was good let me know and I will do one for all of the members of SPR.
~Trust~