Vibrations

Creak. Slam. My eyes adjusted to the darkness.

“Don’t move. It can hear you.” A whisper came from the darkness.

Something scratched along the wall. Something hit the floor and skittered to my right. A muffled grunt, more scratches, and whatever it was left. I didn’t dare move. A sickly sweet smell flowed through the air towards me. It smelled familiar but I couldn’t figure out where I remembered it from. The cold stone scraped my hand as I slid it across the floor. A warm liquid slowly flowed across my fingers.

My heart thumped in my chest. I brought my fingers close to my face. The metallic smell grew stronger. It smelled like when you had pennies in your hand. It’s sickly sweet and sticky. A scream choked me. The other person was dead. What killed them? What scraped against the wall? I felt along the cold stone again and slapped my hand in the blood. It had slowly crept closer to where I was sitting. That thing scratched the wall again. It crawled to where the noise was. Whatever it was, found my hand and poked it. It pricked like a needle. I hoped it would leave, but it injected something that burned in my hand.

Another scream stopped in my throat. I couldn’t make a noise. It unstuck my hand and skittered back across the floor. My hand ached and throbbed. I slid slowly to my left. There was nothing from across the room, so I continued my slow trek across wherever I am. Both the wall and the floor were made of some kind of cold stone. I crept along the wall to the next one. The smell followed me as I crawled. My ears tuned in to the slightest of changes in sound. It hadn’t come back.

I felt along the other wall looking for a door. Cracks lined the wall, but no door. Anger flowed and my hand hit the wall. Metal scratched on the stone and the creature was on my hand again. It stabbed my hand, injecting more burning substance into me. It didn’t stop. The burning flooded my system, spreading from my arm and up to my heart. My brain felt like it was on fire. I screamed and a quick slice silenced me. Gurgling and sputtering, darkness crawled over me.


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