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"Sarah, quit messing around. Sarah? Wait... God no... Sarah?! Who... who's there? Sarah.......?"
Mindy and her roommate Sarah walked down the dark, misty street from the diner back to their small apartment. The weather was turning and Mindy could feel the chill of fog rolling in drifting across her skin. Granted it was near midnight, but the street seemed strangely quiet tonight, though to a midwest girl like Mindy that wasn't too surprising. These west-coasters are too used to sunny days and warmth so a little chill sends them running. In the distance she could hear what sounded like shouts and screams. At least someone was still out. Probably someone's party getting out of hand. She suspected she'd hear police sirens soon.
To Mindy's left Sarah stumbled, then the sounds of scuffling and Sarah screamed. Mindy whirled around to her friend, but now heard her scream become muffled and strangled as the scuffling became more intense. For a moment Mindy began to rebuke Sarah for making fun. The two roommates had been friends for so long that Sarah was comfortable in not letting Mindy's blindness stop her from pulling practical jokes and pranks at Mindy's expense, but quickly the girl realized something was wrong. From the age of ten, when she had suffered nerve damage, Mindy had been without sight, but robbed of one sense, her other senses compensated by becoming much more accute. She could hear Sarah on the ground nearby struggling and sobbing with yelps and screams but there were also sounds of deep grunts and hissing growls. The stench of dirt, blood, and death flooded Mindy's nostrils and terror welled up in her. She was about to move to her friend's aid as best she could, but then other sounds caught her attention. Shuffling steps growing louder around her and the hissing snarls of things...not human. Frozen to the spot in terror, Mindy could hear the things surrounding her growing closer and closer while her friend Sarah thrashed nearby in the cruel darkness...
[[ Another old one I stumbled upon in my archives... thought I'd share. A breed of peril all it's own.. .the innocent unaware or unable to know where the danger is... naively putting themselves into harm's way ]]
Mindy and her roommate Sarah walked down the dark, misty street from the diner back to their small apartment. The weather was turning and Mindy could feel the chill of fog rolling in drifting across her skin. Granted it was near midnight, but the street seemed strangely quiet tonight, though to a midwest girl like Mindy that wasn't too surprising. These west-coasters are too used to sunny days and warmth so a little chill sends them running. In the distance she could hear what sounded like shouts and screams. At least someone was still out. Probably someone's party getting out of hand. She suspected she'd hear police sirens soon.
To Mindy's left Sarah stumbled, then the sounds of scuffling and Sarah screamed. Mindy whirled around to her friend, but now heard her scream become muffled and strangled as the scuffling became more intense. For a moment Mindy began to rebuke Sarah for making fun. The two roommates had been friends for so long that Sarah was comfortable in not letting Mindy's blindness stop her from pulling practical jokes and pranks at Mindy's expense, but quickly the girl realized something was wrong. From the age of ten, when she had suffered nerve damage, Mindy had been without sight, but robbed of one sense, her other senses compensated by becoming much more accute. She could hear Sarah on the ground nearby struggling and sobbing with yelps and screams but there were also sounds of deep grunts and hissing growls. The stench of dirt, blood, and death flooded Mindy's nostrils and terror welled up in her. She was about to move to her friend's aid as best she could, but then other sounds caught her attention. Shuffling steps growing louder around her and the hissing snarls of things...not human. Frozen to the spot in terror, Mindy could hear the things surrounding her growing closer and closer while her friend Sarah thrashed nearby in the cruel darkness...
[[ Another old one I stumbled upon in my archives... thought I'd share. A breed of peril all it's own.. .the innocent unaware or unable to know where the danger is... naively putting themselves into harm's way ]]
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