I’ve not been well this week so this is a repost! Enjoy!
Green digits flash in the darkness, proclaiming the hour to be 2am. The bathroom door opens, throwing a rectangle of harsh light across the filthy carpet. Bare feet avoid the sticky patches near the dresser. Serena’s shadow looms large on the wall, the sickly glow from the muted TV turning the silhouette into a twisted monster.
She sits on the edge of the bed, pulling her knees up to her chin. The shadow shakes itself free from her bare feet and stretches. Its talons rake across the stains and tears of the carpet. Serena watches the shadow slide across the room and under the motel room door.
It will return before dawn and she will wake with blood on her hands.
no Valentine’s Day slush for you then Icy! There’s nothing quite as menacing in a dark room than coloured LED clock digits like eyes staring at you…
No, Valentine’s Day has very little meaning for me.
Chilling!
Thanks!
Creepy and melancholic somehow.
I like to strike a balance 🙂
The sticky patches near the dresser make me tend to think there is already blood on their hands.
I think this has probably happened before…
Sheesh, that was creepy!
I try my best!
Very creepy! And with such an economy of words. *shivers*
Every now and then I do like to keep it short.
I remember this one! Good stuff.
Get well soon!
Thanks, I’m much better now so should be back to usual service 🙂
Nice and creepy. Well done.
Well, if she didn’t have insomnia before, she certainly does now! Nicely crafted.