Mind Games
A man lay in a dimly lit room lying against a wall, blood slowly dripping onto his head.
"Unggh..." He groaned.
His eyes slowly began to open.
He then felt the dripping of blood onto his head, and curious, he checked his head for wounds.
As he checked, a drop of blood contacted the top of his hands, and without thinking, he looked up, and quickly diverted his eyes away from
the ceiling.
The sight of a mangled corpse hung from the ceiling, hanging from nothing, but somehow hung...
"Where the hell am I?" He spoke outloud.
He sat there, trying to recollect his thought of how he got here, but then it dawned him.
He couldn't remember anything.
"Who am I...?" He hastily thought.
The man got up off the floor and scanned the room.
Two candles dimly lit the room, both on opposite sides of the room.
As he scanned the room more, he realized that the whole room was covered in blood.
"What the hell..." He quietly said to himself in disbelief.
As he scanned the room again, he noticed a person sitting on a chair in the centre of the room, and by the looks of it, the person was tied down,
and by the looks of it, was a male.
"Hello?" The man said to the person.
The person gave no response, and was the person's head was facing towards the floor.
"Are you alright?" The man asked.
The person still gave no response.
Curious, he walked over to the person, and stood in front of him.
Dried blood stains were all across the person's shirt, and by the looks of it, most of the blood was pouring to the floor.
Slowly and carefully, he lifted the person's head.
His eyes were then met with a horrific sight, and he quickly stepped back.
The person's throat was slit, and where the eyes were... There was blood, lots of it, but no eyes...
The man slowly staggered back from the sight, and ended up bumping into a wall that had one of the lit candles.
"I have to get out of here!" The man said to himself.
The man quickly scanned the room, and saw a door on the opposite end of the room, right beside the other candle.
The man quickly made his way to the door, and turned the handle.
Locked.
The man then heard rattling behind him.
The man turned his head towards the noise.
And in the chair, the body was shaking madly.
Then, the body turned it's head, and fixed a blank stare onto the man.
"Going somewhere?" The man heard.
The voice did not come from the corpse, but from all around him, he couldn't tell exactly where the voice came from.
The man became petrified with fear, though the body was tied down, and it couldn't escape.
As he blinked his eyes, the corpse was then standing, and still staring at him.
Each time he blinked, the closer it got, and the more afraid the man became.
The man then slowly blinked his eyes, and when he opened them, the corpse was face to face with him, staring at him curiously.
The man felt his heart racing in his chest tremendously.
Then the corpse raised one of it's hands, and brought it down on the man.
The man quickly flinched, and closed his eyes immediately.
...
After waiting for something to happen, he reopened his eyes, and was no longer face to face with the corpse; it was back in the chair, tied down.
"Shit..." The man said with relief as he clutched his chest.
Then the door opened behind him, which made him fall back onto the ground.
"Ooommph!" The man grunted as he hit the ground.
The man then looked up into the darkness as he was on the ground, then looked back in the room where he came from.
"I'm not going back in there..." He quietly said to himself.
The man thought for a second.
He needed a light, wandering in this kind of thick darkness without a light would be stupid, and possibly suicide, due to what he witnessed here.
The man got up off the ground and looked into the room where he came from.
As he was looking, he spotted a flashlight on the floor by the corpse in the chair.
"Looks like there's no other option..." The man said as he entered the room.
He slowly and carefully walked into the room, keeping an eye on the corpse as he approached it.
When he came close enough, he reached for the flashlight, and got it.
As he was pulling away, a hand grabbed his arm.
He then was staring face to face with the corpse again; the corpse then let go of his arm.
"You'll never be safe within these walls!" He heard many voices say around him.
The man looked away from the corpse, and quickly ran out the door, and into the darkness.
As soon as he got ten feet away from the door, it immediately slammed shut.
The man turned on the flashlight, and shone it at the door.
"No going back now..." He said to himself.
"Dammit... Looks like this flashlight won't last long..." He stated outloud.
The flashlight only illuminated a dim orange light into the darkness, which only gave a little bit of light.
The man then began walking into the darkness.
After one minute of walking one direction, the flashlight was beginning to die.
"No! Dammit!" The man said as he began smacking the flashlight; Then, it went dead.
As the man was smacking the flashlight, he felt something brush against his leg; He then began hearing footsteps coming from all around him.
"C'mon!" The yelled as he was smacking the flashlight.
The flashlight then flickered to life.
As the flashlight came to life, the man stopped dead in his tracks; Wide eyed and scared, he looked all around him.
No matter which direction he looked, corpses of many kinds were blankly staring at him.
Many of them had no eyes where they should be, while many were missing many limbs.
The man then began hearing a demonic laugh coming from all around him, the laughter piercing his skull, began driving him mad.
The man dropped to his knees clutching his head as he began feeling a tremendous pulsing sensation in his head, and in the process,
he dropped the flashlight, which was now dying on the floor.
Amongst the demonic laughter, the man began hearing screams within his head, making the pulsing more painful.
The man then began to feel himself bleeding from his ears; Then from his eyes.
The man then closed his eyes.
The flashlight began dying off now, going dimmer and dimmer, until it left the man in the darkness.
Then it was all over...