#the spoop

Spoopy

As you hid in the shadows, you saw it coming closer. Whatever it was, it wasn’t human. It let out a creaking sound as it moved, broken bones scraping against each other. Long, curled fingers twitched and shook, almost aching to wrap around your neck or rip out your guts. You slid further into the shadows, but made a small noise as your foot slipped. It heard you. It gave a joyous cackling, like a demented clown, rushing towards you. You closed your eyes, waiting for death.

It had you backed into a corner. It had already taken your feet and one of your hands, making them it’s own. You tried to escape it, but to no avail. It raised its long, spindly arm, poised to strike. It swung, splitting your chest open. It took your heart.

You felt yourself sinking, unable to move. You’d swim for the surface if you could, but you can’t. You feel air bubbles slip out over your teeth. You wonder what inhaling water will feel like.

You were betrayed. You never expected this, not from her. Now it’s too late for anything but regrets.

You could never be alone in your own head. They just never shut up.