Something's Wrong

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Nothing but a dream...

Submitted: September 12, 2012

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Lisa’s alarm clock went off at 7:45 am like every other week day.  Forgot to shut the blinds closed last night, great.  Grudgingly, she knew it was time to wake up.  As usual Lisa went into the washroom to clean herself up before getting dressed, then made her way down to the kitchen.  She noticed how nice and sunny it was outside and surprisingly struggled to open the kitchen window to let fresh air in the house.
 
Lisa’s alarm clock went off at 7:45 am like every other week day.  I thought I woke up already.  It must’ve been a dream.  Weird.  Grudgingly, she knew it was time to wake up.  As usual Lisa went into the washroom to clean herself up before getting dressed, then made her way down to the kitchen.  She settled down at the breakfast table with her milk and cereal before realizing she had to get going.  She fumbled with the lock of the front door which never gave her troubles before.
 
Lisa’s alarm clock went off at 7:45 am like every other week day.  Damn it again?  I’m awake this time! *pinch* OW!  Yup I’m awake…  Grudgingly, she knew it was time to wake up.  Lisa took into account the dreary weather outside, wishing her dream was real because she would much rather have sun than wind and clouds.
 
Lisa froze dead in her tracks coming out of the shower as she was startled by what seemed to be a tall, dark figure sitting on a rocking chair facing the wall on the left side of her bed, speechless.  Scared, confused, and utterly shocked at the ability of anyone being able to break into the house without a peep, she sprinted downstairs and without thinking ran straight into the front door, falling back hard on her behind.  Realizing the loud noise she must’ve made and becoming increasingly frightened, she scrambled to her feet and unlocked the door to make her escape.
 
Lisa jolted up, awake from her alarm clock going off at 7:45 am like every other week day.  God that was some dream Lisa, no more late night scary movies.  Her inner thoughts were quickly interrupted when she saw the same dark figure in her dream, by her bedside.  This time he was much closer to Lisa’s bed.  Instead of his back facing her bed, his right shoulder faced her bed as he stared at the wall beside the door leading out to the upstairs hallway, speechless.  Petrified to the point of shaking Lisa ran out downstairs but not before getting a better look at the dark figure.  Black tar-like skin covered in fire red streaks resembling a tiger.  Covered in hair with horse-like hooves and long, razor sharp claws for fingers.  He didn’t seem to budge as Lisa panicked.
 
Lisa acknowledged that opening a door or window didn’t work so she tried breaking through the backyard door.  She found a baseball bat in the shoe closet and began to frantically attempt to shatter the glass door while uncontrollable tears came pouring down her face.  The weather had become darker and gloomier.  Lisa had almost broken through the glass door while remembering the figure in her room hadn’t followed her downstairs.
 
Lisa jolted up, awake from her alarm clock going off at 7:45 am like every other week day.  Something’s wrong!  Something isn’t right oh my god something’s terribly wrong!  What the hell is going on here!!!
 
Lisa was drenched in her own sweat, as the dark figure faced her, giving her a crooked smirk.  Lisa shrieked for help but nobody could hear her.  The figure started to leak blood from its eyes and slowly began rising from the rocking chair.  Without thinking twice Lisa jumped to the window above the head of her bed and kicked it open, jumping out without looking back.
 
After months of investigations, forensic studies, and police interviewing and reporting Ethel Louise McGregor was charged with manslaughter.  As stated in the official police report published exactly five months after Lisa Theron McGregor fell to her unfortunate demise, blood tests showed that Lisa’s grandmother (head of the nation’s scientific researching committee for bio-nuclear warfare) had been injecting her granddaughter with lethal doses of a hormonal fluid found in the plant florrillia aeticullus which is excreted much like pollen is.  Ethel made Lisa her lab rat as the committee received no volunteers and she was out to prove her colleagues’ suspicions about the pure hormonal fluid’s effects to be true.  As Ethel noticed quite early on in the testing process, the fluid could induce mind-altering symptoms of hysteria, delusion, and insanity at high, chronic dosage levels as well as staggering damage to the nervous system giving the receptor pain immunity.


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