Bunny Bite

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

My own story for my own prompt--A Demonic Prompt--in the Imaginarium House forum


 

 

 

 

 

Night had fallen and, again,  I sat at my desk, pressing key after key on the keyboard in front of me as the words flew from my mind, beautifully appearing on the white blank space of my processing software's editing page. Everything seemed to be going wonderfully.

The room lit only by the glow of my screen, held the heat of my PC's cast off and the central heating of the house. It was warm, almost suffocating but I liked it since winter's chilly bite stalked the outside with all its fierceness. Snuggling deeper inside my robes, I let the warmth take its hold over my body, only allowing my hands to remain out as they typed away at the keyboard.

Tap, tap, tap. They flew over the letters in front of them, racing with all speed to concoct the masterwork of my desire into this world. I couldn't think, much less breathe as I feared the very act thereof would destroy my concentration and ruin the muse hiding in my mind. My eyes barely removed themselves from the screen. Only brief glances at the walls as the shadows danced along them from my every movement. And the occasional shine of passing cars from outside.

But the roads here aren't much traveled, and in the winter even less. My eyes had just wandered over the dark of the walls and nothing seemed odd. Not even the yet unnoticed shadow that seemed to creep up the wall from outside. I poured over the next chapter of my story, reading it over as I couldn't believe what had formed in front of me.

He sat in the loneliness of his own room, typing away at his keyboard, wondering if the words he had just written were going to be his last. The glare of the headlights from outside flared along the wall across from him and there he finally noticed the thing that haunted his nightmares. Its protuberant ears stood in their glory dead set in shadow against the wall. The bent angle in their lay seemed to suggest a creature of unnatural origins but Jason couldn't move. His body felt the terror of being prey. Stalked, he was, within his own home.

Jason made a move for the door of his room but the breeze of cold wintry air and the thud of the window behind him caused him even more dread and his mind went straight into panic mode. No thought could escape his mind fast enough to trigger his flight response. Another flare of light from a passing car rolled by. And he saw the raised arm of the beast that had entered his room. Its cylindrical quality was strangely familiar and odd. The taper of the arm from the shoulder of the beast to the stub-like ending suggested a bat but that wasn't the full length of it. Jutting out of the stub were the talon-like shadows of death that reached forth to strike at him.  

Jason lurched ….

My mind loved the premise and the supernatural aspect of the story. I yawned as I fought the sleep trying to creep up on me.

"Oh my, this is getting good, " I murmured to myself not paying attention to anything around me. Then, I felt it a cold chill that crept along the surface of my keys. My hands felt like ice as they stiffened from the wintry bite, trying to numb the life out of them.

"What the hell…" I arose from my desk to go to the thermostat in the hall. And I saw the image of something I hadn't wanted to see displayed across my wall. The ears of an inhumanly shaped being with a rounded cranium framed in darkened shadow by the cast off of a passing car. It moved closer and the shadow expanded to fill the room. A large rounded arm loomed outward with talon-like daggers, protruding from the ends readied to slash at a moment's notice. The window thudded as the strike fell.

My eyes widened in terror as I screamed. My head jerked up from the desk in a lurch of panic and my arms flew out to my sides, knocking over the cup of water to my right, and the papers to my left. Frantically, I grasped the nearby towels and scrambled to swipe up the flowing liquid, trying to prevent it from navigating its way into my keyboard, forgetting that these new boards are more protected than the past iterations of them.

Settling down, I realized the room had a distinct chill. A lot colder than I remembered it to be. My robe had fallen to the floor. But was it there before or after I'd lurched awake? I couldn't remember. A blast of air nailed me as I tried to recall.

"Damn it, who opened the window?" I muttered angrily, rubbing my arms from the cold sting the air had brought. I stepped over to the window and shut it, sealing away the crispy night back into its previous realm. The light of my computer screen had gone dim. Only a little ambient glow from the moon crept in now, falling along the floor and right next to the bed. The rest of the room had become shrouded in darkness. I still faced the window, peering out into the white drifts accumulating upon the ground. The prints of some animal seemed to be the only disturbance over its blanket of snow.

"Hmm, I wonder what creature made those?" I spoke aloud. A distinct grunt leapt to my ears from the direction of my bed. I turned my head to look over my shoulder and there I saw the beady red glow of eyes staring out of the darkness. My PC suddenly spun to life as somehow I backed up and moved the mouse that had been knocked to the floor. The glow revealed my guest. A bunny of stuffed proportions sitting, glaring at me. Its fanged teeth bared in a devilish smile, dripping with the tang of red crimson. It disappeared, as I gazed frozen at it, in a wisp of smoke. Its only traces--the pain of my left shoulder and the trickle of oozing life along my chest.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Submitted: January 12, 2019

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r futrell

I like it. Very descriptive.

Sat, January 12th, 2019 11:03pm

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It's quite short compared to the stories it's derived from. So, being as descriptive as I was was a challenge. Thanks for the comment and the read. If your interested, I have more stories involving this Bunny. Look for the Bunny Of Horrors: A Compilation in my portfolio. It has all the current incarnations of those tales put together into one source, aside from this little deviation.

Sat, January 12th, 2019 4:30pm

hullabaloo22

The return of the BUNNY! Glad you brought him back to life, Akumakaze.

Sun, January 13th, 2019 9:05pm

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Ah, Bunny not dead. Bunny no die just yet. Bunny always lives, Bunny has people to scare. He, he, he!

Thanks, Hully. I just thought I'd swap him into a little side story here for a bit. This isn't my next canon entry for him. More Like a teaser. Besides, I did it for the prompt I posted mainly.

Sun, January 13th, 2019 1:57pm

B Douglas Slack

Still with the bunny I see. Love it. Suspensful tail, Akumakaze.

Bill

Thu, January 17th, 2019 10:40pm

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Oh, yes, The bunny is my dark and fuzzy side, lol. I could potentially see myself at book signings with a mock-up of him for the true fans, of course. Ha, ha! Thanks for the read, Bill.

Besides, I thought my prompt deserved a Bunny Tale to go with it.

Thu, January 17th, 2019 2:57pm

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