Halloween Horror Nights Comes True
You decide the houses you were considering to stop in weren’t ones you wanted to go into. You continue on walking, running into a few jump scares but so so far you haven’t been too traumatized. You are really having a good and fun time until your friend with an extremely concerned facial expression signs to you.
“ Hey Amanda, I don’t want to freak you out because I am probably over reacting, but try and keep an eye on the guy walking a few feet behind us. He is wearing dark clothing and a black baseball hat. Im sorry if I freaked you out I just wanted you to be conscious.”
In an effort to try and loose the “stalker” man you and Cassandra walk to the women’s bathroom, planning to stay there for a few minutes and occasionally peeking out to check and see if the man is still there. Cassandra uses the restroom while you go to the mirror to fix your appearance. As you are looking down a dark object is standing oddly behind you. That image was revealed with a mirror. You examine the man standing oddly behind you and connect the dots of familiarity and discover it was tha man Cassandra had warned you about. You don’t know how much time has passed but before you know the man is too close to you, breathing heavily, stroking your check. With you heart racing faster than it ever has in your whole life, you hear the stall unlock and squeak open, out coming Cassandra. The mysterious man with now a visible knife jolts over to Cassandra and gives her a hard hit to the head and her body falls to the floor the whole thing taking nothing more than ten seconds. You are paralyzed. Your friend was just knocked out and possibly dead all occurring right in front of you. You can’t move you are so scared. All you wanted to do tonight was have fun, get a little spooked, and afterwards go home and tell your mom all about it. But instead the image of the man coming at you is playing and with every step closer he gets it replays and gets faster. Now you are on the floor, your vision shaky, your head getting too heavy for your neck to support. You feel a slight buzzing on your head so you reach to your head with your hand and when your hand is in sight again blood is covering it. As you feel yourself fading away into blackness, a middle aged woman walks into the restroom and discovers your friend unconscious on the floor and you loosing consciousness with blood smeared around and on you. The last image you see is the woman’s mouth opened as large as it can go yelling for help. And many other carnival goers trying to help you from whatever you just experienced. But it’s too late.
“ Hey Amanda, I don’t want to freak you out because I am probably over reacting, but try and keep an eye on the guy walking a few feet behind us. He is wearing dark clothing and a black baseball hat. Im sorry if I freaked you out I just wanted you to be conscious.”
In an effort to try and loose the “stalker” man you and Cassandra walk to the women’s bathroom, planning to stay there for a few minutes and occasionally peeking out to check and see if the man is still there. Cassandra uses the restroom while you go to the mirror to fix your appearance. As you are looking down a dark object is standing oddly behind you. That image was revealed with a mirror. You examine the man standing oddly behind you and connect the dots of familiarity and discover it was tha man Cassandra had warned you about. You don’t know how much time has passed but before you know the man is too close to you, breathing heavily, stroking your check. With you heart racing faster than it ever has in your whole life, you hear the stall unlock and squeak open, out coming Cassandra. The mysterious man with now a visible knife jolts over to Cassandra and gives her a hard hit to the head and her body falls to the floor the whole thing taking nothing more than ten seconds. You are paralyzed. Your friend was just knocked out and possibly dead all occurring right in front of you. You can’t move you are so scared. All you wanted to do tonight was have fun, get a little spooked, and afterwards go home and tell your mom all about it. But instead the image of the man coming at you is playing and with every step closer he gets it replays and gets faster. Now you are on the floor, your vision shaky, your head getting too heavy for your neck to support. You feel a slight buzzing on your head so you reach to your head with your hand and when your hand is in sight again blood is covering it. As you feel yourself fading away into blackness, a middle aged woman walks into the restroom and discovers your friend unconscious on the floor and you loosing consciousness with blood smeared around and on you. The last image you see is the woman’s mouth opened as large as it can go yelling for help. And many other carnival goers trying to help you from whatever you just experienced. But it’s too late.
