#eminsane

Hey! So I wanted to post a small snippet of what I'm working on now. This is from my story, "The Nightmares" which is a sequal to another story I wrote ("The Realmers"). Please give me feedback on here or twitter (@EmInsane7). I hope you enjoy it!

Lesson grabbed Randell by the collar of his shirt, pulling him forward. He sneered into the old man's face, "You and your damn sky-eyed, litle brats always causing me trouble... Do you forget how I feed, old man? I know you're afraid of me... And every time you even glance my way, I get stronger." Randell pushed Lesson away from him, stepping back to the children. Terrance had wrapped his arms around Mischief, as she glared at the Nightmare. "Ugh, you could have at least left the brat behind. Hello, Amy, how are you?" Lesson laughed wickedly as she grimaced. "Nothing like your dear sister. She's a fun little thing -- obiedient too."

"Where is she?" Mischief screamed at him. "Where is Allana?" Lesson ignored her, turning his attention to the pain in his arm. His flesh was burning and he couldn't risk falling apart any faster. He had to feed. Lesson smirked as he went back to Randell, grabbing him by the arm this time. Randell tried to pull away but he was too weak for the Nightmare's grasp. The smell of smoke started to fill the air.