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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: The Imaginarium

Chapter 1 (v.1) - Prologue

Submitted: November 30, 2019

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In a cloudless night, the cold of winter lingered in the air as the stars in the sky casted themselves against the black firmament. The moon sat fully filled shining its light down towards the earth illuminating the snow blanketed land. In the dense woods of Alaska, in the middle of nowhere, there were no sounds of any animals roaming the grounds except for a loud scream that filled the night from a hunting lodge exiled from the world.

A young teenage girl hid under her bed, lying on her stomach with her eyes glued to the door that was fully shut as a chill ran up her spine as the scream echoed through the lodge. Her little heart raced as she heavily breathed while listening to the sound of footsteps creak the wooden floor. It was a slow paced walk she could tell because of the long lasting sound of the floor. Her exhaled breath was visibly seen as it escaped in a puff of smoke.

The creaking grew louder and louder as each step came closer to her bedroom until it finally stopped directly in front of the door. She could hear the turning of the handle as the bolt receded, and the door was slowly cracked before fully opening.

With her eyes, the teenage girl saw a pair of feet that were caked in dried mud enter the room and pace around as the intruder searched for her. As the person searched, the girl could hear the steady rumble of drumming crescendo in her ears. It was mixed with the laughter of small children and the talking of adults that spoke in a different tongue.

The sounds increased in volume as she kept her eyes fixed on the dirt caked feet. The mysterious person remained in the room for several minutes before deciding to leave the room and not bother to look underneath the bed, and the drumming and voices died away as the girl let out a quiet sigh.

The teenage girl waited silently before sliding out from under the bed and rise to her feet. Cautiously stepping towards the door, she peaked her head through the threshold to look down both sides of the hallway to find that the intruder was nowhere in sight. Bringing her head back inside, she started to close the door until the sound of shattering glass hit her ears and made her stop in her tracks.

Slowly turning, her eyes spotted a pile of broken glass next to her bed that was painted with crimson that shined in the moonlight that crept in through the window. In complete horror, she wanted to wish what she saw wasn’t what she was thinking, but the thought lingered in her head as she stared at the liquid. The thought of it possibly being blood remained in her head.

Then a chuckle rose from the silence that filled the room, and as the teenage girl’s attention moved towards the closet, she saw a small girl covered in mud wearing Indian clothing and a dull, handmade knife in her right hand starring back at her. The stare last for mere seconds before the teenager tried to make a run through the door. But before she could fully enter the hallway, a sharp pain from her left ankle made her fall to the ground and yelp. She looked at her foot to see that her Achilles tendon was completely cut through and the Indian girl standing in the doorway. The girl’s long hair hid her face but the teenager knew that she was smiling at the fact that her wounded ankle continuously bled.

Grabbing the girl by her legs, the Indian girl started to drag her back into the bedroom. The teenage girl kicked trying to release the grip of the attacker feeling her own warm blood run against her skin, but she continued to be pulled. When she looked at the little girl, she saw the doors of her closet fly open as the drumming and loud voices echoed the lodge. The girl kicked even harder and screamed at the top of her lungs, but the grip did not budge as she was drawn closer to the mouth of her own closet.

She grabbed at the foot of her bed trying to pull herself away, but she was yanked making her hands slip. Closer and closer she got to the closet finding that the girl had disappeared into the darkness along with the bottom of her legs. The teenager scratched at the floor hoping that there would be some sort of traction to pull her away, but the strength of the darkness pulling her was too great for her to escape.

Inch by inch she was swallowed into the black abyss until she was fully dragged in. The closet doors slammed shut letting the screams escape but quickly fade away in the night, leaving the lodge silent and dead. 


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