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Fear comes In many forms
Suddenly, darkness enveloped us, we were surrounded by it engulfed ingested by it. It happened instantly. One moment we were in the circle room with Hermes and Zeus, the next we were in the clutches of death incarnate. I couldn t sense the others. I couldn t sense anything but the cold darkness that had me at its mercy. I screamed. There was no pain, no torture. Just the feeling of loneliness - of great despair. I felt like I did when Anna and Jeanie died but hundred fold. If I had a gun or knife I d have definitely put myself out of my own misery. There were no such instruments to end things just the cascading spasms of feelings boring themselves deep into my soul. I screamed again at the top of my lungs but I knew no one could hear me.
Then, just as sudden as it had begun it was over. I lay on the ground for a few minutes. It was still very dark but I could see the light of wall-mounted torches down the way from me. My eyes struggled to adjust. My hands, filled with dirt and grime struggled to wipe away the remnants of my tears. I could feel the filth replace the liquid anguish on my face. A cool chill swallowed my body and I realized I was naked.
My eye caught something move out of the corner. It blended into the wall. For a moment I saw motion and then I saw nothing. I stared hard at where I believed it to be. Nothing. Then fear. I felt hot breath on my neck. My limbs would not move. I trembled uncontrollably and a light stream of urine trailed down my leg. Something growled hideously behind me. My head turned slightly and I saw it. I screamed and ran for my life. The thing chased after me, cornering me into a wall, where there would be no escape. It s black skin seemed to sparkle in the torch light. Its face, almost human-like but its teeth oh God, its teeth were like hundreds of tiny sharp daggers, drool falling from each as it slowly approached me. It walked on two feet but hunched on all fours like a predatory animal ready to pounce. A large roar erupted from its mouth.
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Soft cover. Condition: New. No Jacket. Ancient Rising. Seller Inventory # 002251