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Post by asylum on Oct 3, 2013 23:17:24 GMT -5
The jumbotron flares to life. The crowd reacts with a nticipation at what they are about to see. We see Asylum standing outside what appears to be a bedroom door. He smiles sinisterly as he holds a finger up to his mouth and hisses.
Asylum: Shhhhhhhhhh.
He rotates the door knob slowly and eases the door open a few inches. He waits and hearing nothing continues to open the door. A small amount of light from the hallway leaks in, but Asylum tiptoes inside and closes the door behind him, cutting off the flow instantly. Within the darkness little can be seen. There's a stirring sound. Then a bump.
Voice: Wha-?
More stirring.
Voice: Hello? Is there someone in here?
In the silence there is a sound which almost sounds like slithering. And then a growl that sounds subhuman.
Voice: There's no such thing as monsters.
It's a man's voice, but it's repeating a child's mantra.
Voice: There's no such thing as monsters.
A crashing sound across the room.
Voice: Oh God, there's no such thing as monsters!
The sound of running footsteps.
Voice: There's no such thing as mo-
The voice is cut off by a choking sound.
Asylum: Oh, but there are, Sobek, and you'll get a chance to see that for yourself first hand in the cage tonight.
The strike of a match. The flickering flame is held in front of Asylum's face causing shadows to crawl all over his already grotesque expression.
Asylum: But go ahead and keep telling yourself that.
Asylum's laughter freezes blood in the hearer's veins.
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