I'm trapped in this house.
This big, white house. There are no locks on any of the doors. That's not what's keeping me in. The doors don't even stay shut when you want them to.
I'm trapped there because of the space outside. It's vast and empty. It's not dark or light instead it's just buzzing energy. You can't see it but you can feel it.
From the front door there's one staircase, it's the only thing leading in or out. It goes down the right side of the house at a diagonal and it descends into nothing as far as you can see.
I'm in the house and I'm scared.
Everything inside is white and blank. Empty. I'm looking out the door. Something is coming. It's headed up the stairs. I can't see it, but I can feel it. It's a heaviness, a mental darkness, if you will. I'm breathing quick and heavy, my hands feel pinpricked and in pain, along with my feet. I'm shaking uncontrollably but I'm realizing that I can't feel anything at all.
I'm cold.
I back up slowly and turn into the kitchen. Two people are sitting at the table across from each other. I look more closely and see that it's two of the same person. Just a mirror image. They both look up at me but there's no expression on either their faces. Emotionless. There's no feeling at all although for some reason I can hear them screaming. I hope I'm going crazy and that none of it is real.
The mixture of anticipation and fear draws me back towards the front door. I open it and there's the heaviness. So close I'm breathing it in. So quiet. I push the door shut and it pops open, I push it shut again and the same thing happens. I run back into the kitchen and they're still sitting there, staring at each other. I go into a room and look out the window, down that infinite staircase. It's in the house, and there's more of it coming as far down as I am able to see.
Everything goes quiet. I hear it. I spin around and there it is, staring me in the face. I start to cry but my facial expression doesn't change. I just sit looking at it with tears rolling down my cheeks. It overtakes me and I'm sucked down. It lasts only a few seconds which feel like ages. When it's over I'm laying there, pale and twitching, like I've lost too much blood. My nerves are shot and I wonder if I'm in pain, I know I should be but I can't feel anything. My body and mind are numb. This happens over and over again, and it will for as long as I'm asleep.
I'm trapped in this house. This big, white house.
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