The Room...
This is a horror story I was thinking of. It's kinda half-horror and half-mystery though.
Please Enjoy biggrin
Chapter 1: The beginning
A room, a place where we can live, a place where we can do all sorts of stuff... Such as murder... In this room, a room where no one knew about, a murder took place... The person who was killed was...
My alarm clock rings aloud. Once I finally give up the struggle to go back to sleep I decide to look at the alarm clock to shut the alarm off. Then noticed that the time the clock was pointing at was not the time that I have remembered I have set it last night. The clock woke me up at 3am. Since I can no longer sleep I have decided to go downstairs to see what is on tv. Then I noticed something was not right. I was not in my house... My room was the same but it wasn't my house, once I left the room. The corridor, the stairs, the kitchen, the tv, everything wasn't mine... Then I heard the rooms door shut. I hurried back to my room to check what happened and saw that my room and door disappeared. I was trapped... I was starting to panic, starting to loose control of myself. Then I heard something, it was coming from my back. The sound was something that I have heard before, but that is impossible cause I have never... The moment I thought about it something sharp went through my body.
I heard my alarm clock once again. I slowly closed my eyes as I fell to the ground and saw... someone very familiar to me...
I opened my eyes again, this time I wasn't at the corridor anymore... I was back in my room. I was relieved to know that I was still alive. The moment I looked at myself at the mirror... I had a hole on my shirt. In the front and in the back. Funny it was the same place where I was stabbed... Then suddenly the cabinet doors burst opens and a person comes out, grabbing for her neck. She struggles for her life... She noticed that there was something sharp on the ground, in a range where her hand can reach. She reaches for the sharp-edged object. Though the unknown person would not allow her to fight. He grabs the sharp-edged object and pierces it through the victims throat...
The semi-muscular person looks at the mirror to look at himself... And at the dead woman...
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