Warning from Guild Crew Member : This story is a bit extreme and bordering on the PG-13 line. Please Mature Readers only! Prologue of a good story, that is very nice and interesting. I neeed help with it, please rate, comment, analyze, tell me what's wrong, good, or bad with it, read it, and be a critic towards it. Please do this for me, I really, need some help with this. So please HELP me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PROLOGUE
In the middle of the night you wake up screaming in terror, breathing deeply, like a gagging vulture dying on the remains of the dead. In terror you lie, dying within your terrible sinful soul, as though you killed someone that you loved. What you have done in that awful dream, that demented revelation, that you utterly hate. And how yet, that dream of macabre and horror, of murdering your friend, that you love…. Love so much it’s a like a family love, but with a dash of incest; But in fact, the dream itself was of hate.
Within that dream, you awoke up covered in blood, almost drowning in it. You begin to gag, realizing you had a mouth full of blood, sickening, chunky blood. The air smell of a distinct odor, that you realize it to be the scent of something dead. Some foul scent of the dead, lingers, just lingering, nauseating you. Why it was so strong, you did not know. Maybe perhaps it was a couple of bodies nearby. Or maybe it was that there was a recent death, or it is the decayed body that has been here of awhile, just lying around flattening and being eaten up by maggots. What ever the reason was for the foul and disgusting and not to mention strong, lingering odor.
You realize that you can move. You begin to stand up, slowly though, for you really are sore all over your body for some reason. You stand up, while groaning. Only to realize and step into more horror. Literally you step into more horror, because you stepped into an unknown, unidentified dead body. It looks small, like a couple-of-months-old puppy’s body. It’s torn open on the back and also it seems to be mangled.
You pull your foot off the ground, and watch as the gooey, bloody mess, suctions and drools off your bare left foot. You look up from the mess, and turn your view towards the blood stained door that lies in front of you. It was a dark door. Almost black, but you could tell that it was brown somehow. You take a step towards the door, and shudder as you step into a puddle of blood. You continue step by step to the door, that dark, dark door. You finally reach the creepily wrong entrapping entrance.
You reach your bloody hand out to the elderly doorknob, and grasp its bony, old structure. You turn it and your ears scream in terror, you gasp your last breath, and your gut tells you, “No, you are wrong! This is a mistake!”
You push the door open, and look into its depths of surprise and endless torture. And all you see is an antique, dust-free, gleaming mirror. As you look upon your reflection, all you see is yourself; with red-eyes though. But as you look more thoroughly, you eyes are normal colored again as time passes by. And you are that innocent woman again. You look upon your self and notice what you are wearing, a patients outfit, but blood covered, and charcoal-colored, as though you were in a fire. You look unto yourself, just looking at how much of a mess you are. Bloody quagulating hair, so much you couldn’t see the actual color. Nightmarish eyes, of green crystals, and of blood dark circles under your eyes. You looked a mess, and blood-soaked too.
You saw who you are, but didn’t know what it meant. You just stand there puzzled, gazing at yourself in the mirror. After awhile you begin to feel dazed, and dizzy too. Soon you see blackness swirling around you, winds tearing at your charred clothing, or so you thought. The darkness whipped your skin with its winds, and the darkness began to cover everything with itself, and hide everything from your view. When everything is covered and gone, you just look around dazzled and dizzy by all of it. Soon, the darkness began to climb upon you from your wrists, to your arms, down to your stomach, and up to your neck. Soon, your mouth is covered by it, and your stomach is almost drowned in the darkness. It began to fall and stick to your legs and shudder down to your heels and feet.
Soon enough almost the darkness has spread to your eyes, you notice that there was an opening of light around your belly, and specifically, it was all around your womb. Then suddenly, the darkness covered your eyes and the rest of your face. And all there left was the darkness, and all you could see was nothing. Then you started to feel faint, dizzying, nauseating, and then you collapsed to the floor and the blood, splashed unto the darkness! But then you could see the blood, just sitting off of the darkness, crawling down the walls, swirling into a puddle again. That was the last thing you saw; A puddle of blood, just sitting on darkness of some kind. And then you passed out. Then you wake up…
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