Isolation.
Silence.
Calm.
Peace.
A moon shining down bright and fierce. The sound of a train honking in the distance. Warmth radiating from the fire by which I lay. The sleek body of a cat curled up again my stomach. Owls hooting right outside the window open to the night.
The cold breeze tickled me all over, comforting me. Along with the gentle crackling of the flames and purring of my feline companion, I drifted into a hypnagogic state, as one with insomnia might experience.
All was calm until it happened. A slender figure looking in through the window. It's facial features unclear. Stuck one long, bony leg through the gaping hole, followed by the other. Its arms were long and brushed the ground, its hands not hands, but grotesque claws. I tried to get up, but it was impossible. My body seemed to be stuck to ground. I was unable to move.
The thing approached me, it's face forming as it got closer. Empty eye sockets, a mouth twisted into the most inhumane shape, gaping holes in the sides of its face with rows of dagger-like teeth sticking out. I was frozen with fear. The thing was now hovering right next to my body, towering high above me. It brought its face down to mine and I could smell the stench of death.
I opened my mouth to scream but not a sound came out. My legs seemed to have been made of lead, I could not escape the fear that was rapidly eating away at me. The monster brought a claw to my face and poked it. It let out a low growl, then threw its head back and screeched into the night. Within seconds, one more monster, much like the first, stood in the room.
My heart was racing, it felt as though it may burst out of my rib cage at any moment. I thought for sure that my life was going to end then. The second monster rapidly opened and closed its claws making an uncomfortable clicking noise that set my nerves on end. Soon the first joined it. My eyes turned towards the window and what I saw scarred me. I would never forget that face, indescribable, eyes glowing red with such hatred and loathing, a look itself would have one wincing with pain.
I heard a low chanting begin, echoing all around me. The two monsters bared their rows of teeth and let out sounds never heard before by human ears. I wanted to cry, I could feel the tears held back by an invisible dam, my throat was locked, I couldn't breathe.
The first monster lowered its face to mine and parted its jaws. I saw into its mouth, a pitch black hole from which there was no return. I knew I was done for. But at that moment, the monsters just vanished into dust. I looked around, everything was normal. The cat was awake and licking my cheek. The fire lent me warmth and calmed me down. I could breathe once more. I lay on my back till my heartbeat was regular again. Propping myself up on my elbows, I stroked the cat and kissed her forehead. Thought about how sleep paralysis is a horrible thing to experience.
I sat myself up and breathed in the fresh night air. There was a rustle at the window and I turned to look.
The evil figure with the red eyes was still there, the loathing just as strong.
Silence.
Calm.
Peace.
A moon shining down bright and fierce. The sound of a train honking in the distance. Warmth radiating from the fire by which I lay. The sleek body of a cat curled up again my stomach. Owls hooting right outside the window open to the night.
The cold breeze tickled me all over, comforting me. Along with the gentle crackling of the flames and purring of my feline companion, I drifted into a hypnagogic state, as one with insomnia might experience.
All was calm until it happened. A slender figure looking in through the window. It's facial features unclear. Stuck one long, bony leg through the gaping hole, followed by the other. Its arms were long and brushed the ground, its hands not hands, but grotesque claws. I tried to get up, but it was impossible. My body seemed to be stuck to ground. I was unable to move.
The thing approached me, it's face forming as it got closer. Empty eye sockets, a mouth twisted into the most inhumane shape, gaping holes in the sides of its face with rows of dagger-like teeth sticking out. I was frozen with fear. The thing was now hovering right next to my body, towering high above me. It brought its face down to mine and I could smell the stench of death.
I opened my mouth to scream but not a sound came out. My legs seemed to have been made of lead, I could not escape the fear that was rapidly eating away at me. The monster brought a claw to my face and poked it. It let out a low growl, then threw its head back and screeched into the night. Within seconds, one more monster, much like the first, stood in the room.
My heart was racing, it felt as though it may burst out of my rib cage at any moment. I thought for sure that my life was going to end then. The second monster rapidly opened and closed its claws making an uncomfortable clicking noise that set my nerves on end. Soon the first joined it. My eyes turned towards the window and what I saw scarred me. I would never forget that face, indescribable, eyes glowing red with such hatred and loathing, a look itself would have one wincing with pain.
I heard a low chanting begin, echoing all around me. The two monsters bared their rows of teeth and let out sounds never heard before by human ears. I wanted to cry, I could feel the tears held back by an invisible dam, my throat was locked, I couldn't breathe.
The first monster lowered its face to mine and parted its jaws. I saw into its mouth, a pitch black hole from which there was no return. I knew I was done for. But at that moment, the monsters just vanished into dust. I looked around, everything was normal. The cat was awake and licking my cheek. The fire lent me warmth and calmed me down. I could breathe once more. I lay on my back till my heartbeat was regular again. Propping myself up on my elbows, I stroked the cat and kissed her forehead. Thought about how sleep paralysis is a horrible thing to experience.
I sat myself up and breathed in the fresh night air. There was a rustle at the window and I turned to look.
The evil figure with the red eyes was still there, the loathing just as strong.
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