Dark Sounds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A man goes insane from the sounds around him

Submitted: February 09, 2008

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Submitted: February 09, 2008



Tick... tock... How that clock drives me mad.. Ticking and tocking.. Driving me insane. How I despise that clock, and it's ticks and it's tocks.. I can not take it. I took the clock from the wall, and hurled it at the wall, oh but to the damned misfortune, it struck my lover. Blood splashed from her face, oh how the ticks and the tocks continued. Even as my lover bled, it continued. Driving me more mad. Now my lover, she screams. The screams combined to the ticks and the tocks, I can not take it! I lift the clock, and bash it in to my lover's head, again, and again, and again! They must be silenced! I can not take this!

I lift the still ticking and tocking clock, damn this infernal contraption! Why does it not stop! My lover still breathes! And utters one more screams! They will not silence! Why won't they stop?! I take the clock, and at my lover's expense, bash it in to her face, oh how the cracking sounds of my lover's teeth and skull cracking in to the wood of the clock excited me, knowing they will be silenced soon!

I strike her again, the ticks and tocks and screams seeming to grow louder, I struck her for what seemed like hours before I noticed the ticks and tocks have stopped. How happy day, the clock has stopped! Oh what have I done! I have killed my lover! Her teeth and face, horrible smashed! Her skull is showing, her eye hanging, Oh what have I done?! They will get me! What shall I do?!

I must hide the body.. That's what I shall do. Bury it, burn it, cover it in cement! It matters not, I must get rid of it! I pick up my lover, and drag her through the house, a trail of blood following close behind us, damn the blood.. I can hear it's gurgles.. I can hear it drying.. I must get rid of it! Of course! Burn the house and render it an accident! Oh how smart I am, no one shall ever know! The blood will never be seen, and never be heard! Oh how smart I am..

I grab a keg, and pour it all around the house! I run in to the pantry, and grab oil. Oh how great this is! The ticks, the tocks, the screams, the blood.. All going to be gone forever from my life! But.. what if I am found out?! No.. I am far to clever.. I pour the oil on the body, then on the blood. All over the clock, with it's silenced ticks and tocks. Oh happy day..

I make a trail, from the body to the door with the oil, then light a match, I light it, oh the burning sound.. the smell of the match.. The burning of the soaked tip.. Oh how I love it. I lean down, and light the oil, but oh what a fool I was! I forgot to clean my hands! Damn it all! Damn it all to hell! My hands are burning! Oh my, the ticks and tocks have returned! I'm burning! I fall to the ground, trying to put my hands in something to douse the fire burning my skins, and now my sleeves!

Oh my, I am such a fool! I fell directly in to the fire in my attempt! My body is burning, and my own screams rip from my throat! My god, please help me! Help me douse this fire! Help me stop the screams! I hear them all! The ticks and the tocks! The screams of my lover, oh what a fate!

I awake in my bed, and look around. I am alive? Oh my what a dream.. How could I have thought such things? I look around once more, and see the corpse of my lover, and let a shriek of terror, her face is smashed, her body bloody! The ticking and tocking of my clock no where to be heard. I hastily light the candle, and let another shriek, the clock is next to her body, smashed and bloodied!

How could this be? It was a dream! No.. I remember now.. I fell asleep to the silence.. Oh how I adored the silence.. But what have I done.. Why?! Damn it all! What shall I do.. Alert the police? Alert anyone?! No.. I must do the honorable thing.. I run to my tool shed, and grab a rope. I run back in to my home, and run up the stairs, tripping in my haste. Ow my head... I think I am bleeding.. It matters not! This must be done! I tie the ropes to the rails of the stairs, and tie a noose in the rope.

I put the noose around my neck, and jump over the rails without a second thought! Oh how foolish this was! The rope was too short! It did not break my neck! I can't breathe! Oh what a death this is! Slow.. painful.. What shall I do?! How could I have been so clumsy as to not check the length of the rope!? It matters not.. My vision is fading.. What was that?! Ticking and tocking?! This cannot be! It simply can not be! The clock is smashed!

I am hanging here, yet to pass on. The ticking and tocking flowing through my ears! I can not take it! Please set me free! I beg of you! Let me die quickly! Oh.. yes.. I feel my heart stopping.. the blood in my veins beginning to pause.. sweet.. death has.. come for me.

I open my eyes, standing in front of my clock. Growling at it's ticking and tocking, before ripping it from the wall.

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