INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

I turn around to see a shadow moving towards the door. I get up and walk towards it. I know what happens when something is watching 1me. "What is it?" I ask. "I dont know what you are." "WHAT IS IT THAT ITS DOING TO ME?" "No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no 2no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no 3
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I turn around to see a shadow moving towards the door. I get up and walk towards it. I know what happens when something is watching 1me. "What is it?" I ask. "I dont know what you are." "WHAT IS IT THAT ITS DOING TO ME?" "No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no 2no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no 3 Then a whisper: "Oh yes." I was wrong to move to it. As if mere motion implies acceptance. Suddenly the shadow has many eyes as cold as 4 the intentions of the whispered voice. "You belong to this and that and every piece is ours. These are your ending." 5Slowly the thing grabs me and I feel myself falling to the ground. I see myself and the door is open and I see my own blood 6and guts and blood behind me. 7 How is this possible? I'm torn to pieces and somehow able to watch as it happens. I am disassociated from the pain and overwhelmed by it 8 at the same time. The thing is ravenous as it tears me apart. I notice my viscera is trembling and twisting, seemingly alive. 9

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