TerrorTrooper | By The Prickling of my thumb
Added 2021-10-28 17:01:02 +0000 UTC..... something wicked this way comes.
The restraint wouldn't let him move his head more than a degree or two, but at the periphery of his vision, he saw the long dark hallway at the front of the cell block. For days the dark hallway was just that, dark. Suddenly, that darkness seem to swallow what light that reached it. The sounds of a massive door opening echoed through the chamber then a cold wind swept into the room. The ice cold sweat ran down his body in rivers where when it hit the floor it was absorbed by the the concrete like a sponge. Suddenly the something darker than the dark moved down that hallway. He couldn't see it, but he could feel it. Then he could hear the heavy boot tread as something came toward him.
The Darkness darker than dark stood there. He couldn't not see it, but it was there. He could feel it's eyes on him. Time stood still as he sat there restrained, neither fight or flight a choice. Then he heard it. A deep growling breath that no man should made. The bypassed the mind of modern man and immediately reached that hind brain that every man and woman had that remember the Terror of the dark.
