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An Eerie Night of Madness

Date: 10/30/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: Hannah_Jones, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

Heart pounding, pulse racing, my blood curdling scream was stopped by a hand over my mouth. “I’m not here to hurt you,” he whispered into my ear. “Don’t be afraid.” One arm around my waist and my body was lifted off the ground like a sack of potatoes and carried back into the house through the back door. Although he set my feet on the floor, he didn’t let go of me. I tried kicking at him, but he seemed to anticipate where my foot would land and moved his leg. I tried covering the hand that covered my mouth, but he merely increased the pressure until it felt like my teeth would rip through my lips. “Hush,” he said. “I’m not here to hurt you. Please stop trying to inflict pain upon my being.” What little I remembered from my self-defense class seemed futile against him. He kept his hold around me firm and steady, pinning my arms tightly to my body. Kicking and biting were of no avail. Thinking surrender might give me a chance for escape, I let myself go limp. He laughed. As with his voice, his laughter held that same sensuality. His face pressed against my neck and I felt that his breath was warm. His lips were soft as he spoke against my skin, “That won’t work. I can be everywhere…or nowhere, but I always know where you are.” Did he think he was God? I wondered, and tried again to struggle free of his grip. Or was he just some psycho stalker? But… how did he get in? What did he do with the dog? How long will this nightmare last? He let go of me so suddenly and unexpectedly ... that I nearly fell to the floor. Free of his hold, I ran across the hall and into my bedroom and locked the door. Feeling for my bed in the dark, I crawled over to the footboard and across the mattress to the headboard. Curling against the wood, I found the pillows, piling them up in front of me. It wasn’t a strong fortress by any standard, but it was all I had. Mind racing, tossing one thought after another, my head felt like it would explode. This was all a nightmare. Surely I had fallen to sleep on the sofa, and I would wake and laugh at the weirdness of it all. He didn’t knock. He didn’t pound on the door in trying to break through it. There was no effort exerted to release the lock on the handle. Yet the door opened and there he was, standing in the doorway, a soft light encircling his body. “Ask,” he requested, not moving from the open doorway. Hugging one of the pillows to my body, frightened that perhaps this wasn’t a bad dream, I struggle to find my voice. “Who are you? What do you want?” Arms folded across his bare chest, ankles crossed, leaning against the door frame, he smiled at me. “Are you really sure those are the questions you want to ask?" How could there be light glowing around him when he wasn’t holding a candle. I hadn’t brought one with me and the only candles lit were the ones in the living room. Why did he look taller now than he had when he held me just a few minutes ago? When I didn’t speak, he walked into the room. The light seemed to be coming from ...