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Yacob sat in the pitch black, not sure if he was awake or asleep. He had been in here for so long that he no longer knew when was day and when was night.
They took Mummy yesterday. They never made a sound as they came in the night. Snow had fallen earlier and the blanket of white was flawless as I slumbered.
They got us locked up; mouths gagged. Eyes swollen; arms dragged. Bloodied faces; bodies bagged. Hearts broken; minds lagged. Orange suits; plastic ties. Opression rules; freedom dies.
The blackest night. Insists upon fright. Invades your light. Hurts your might. Still you adventure. Quite unsure. A bash between 'burrs'. Leaving it all in a blue. Wake up confused. Not at all amused.
#nightdwellers Warning: sick and gruesome ;) Twisting of sinew, Remoulding of flesh, Slicing through muscle, A body afresh.
Pain laced through him as the blade dug deep into his flesh. He locked his jaw refusing to give her satisfaction. He felt warm liquid run down his chest knowing all to well it was his blood.
He was feeling sharp that night, like the edge of a dagger catching moonlight. He knew what he did wasn't right, but the contract was paid, he must kill him that night.
Morris woke up. Her eyes taking a little time to adjust to the light. The room was large. The walls and floor seemed to be made from aluminium. The lights from the ceiling reflecting on every surface.
I've built our house of horrors its murder perfect, to serve a purpose, I think we're hated, well that's okay we'll leave our victims sedated, they asked for this it was fated, look at the house of...
They gagged me and took me to a strange room, with metal tables and tools, like knives and blades and an axe ......... Terrified I tried to scream but the gag blocked my sound.
The wiry one they called Flint had returned and he was careless.