"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster... When you gaze long into the abyss the abyss also gazes into you." ~ Friedrich Nietzsche I had a dream the other night... the setting took place at night, the sky was overcast, hints of rain could be seen in the distant sky. I was looking at a parapet, the balcony of a large home, manor, or maybe a castle... Suddenly a man flew, crashing backwards out the window of the manor, and onto the balcony, and as he hit the ground he quickly backed up into the guard rail of the balcony; which over saw a brick alleyway. The man had short brown hair, with wide frightened brown eyes. He was leaning on one arm, panting heavily, with patches of blood on his face... …show more content…
Not much could be clearly seen, except for the vicious outline of the being that seemed to snarl and twist into several devious horns and spikes, each pointed up; beckoning for someone or something to stand in its way. The figure stepped forward, towards the downed man. Its eyes glowing an eerie yellow, which reflected in the fearful eyes of the man,... eyes of a monster. The monster closed in on the man, a deep guttural laugh escaping from the monster. The man attempted to beg for mercy, plead for his life to be spared, he even tried to barter with …show more content…
With a deep voice, the monster spoke. "I, I will be the last.... But You Will Go First!" Panicking the man desperately tried to save his own life "There are others I could show you! ... Please!" With his pleas falling on deaf ears the monster pulled the man to his feet with one hand, still vice gripped around his neck. With complete inhuman strength the creature proceeded to crush the man's neck, bones giving way under the monstrous strength. While still within the demon's grasp, the man's body gave one last shudder and went limp. Without warning the demon dropped the man's lifeless body over the guardrail of the balcony, watching as the body smashed into the ground. The man, had he not died from the demon, was surely dead now. Blood pooled around the man's body, his corpse sprawled in an unnatural position.... unmoving... Waking in a startle, I sat up in my bed... checking my surroundings.... fearful that I was not alone... After a few minutes of panic, the fear subsided, and I remembered where I was. In my bed, within my home, secure... Behind the walls of
Like a fallen leaf, decayed and tossed from its source, a fallen angel, dark, angry and also decaying, blew across the sill of that open window. When the demon departed through that same
The man cowered in terror before the one that was the source of all of his fear. No, it wasn’t even a human. It was a vengeful demon. A vengeful demon, holding a gun, aimed directly at his head.
While examining the tight quarters of his cold and damp surroundings, he feels piercing eyes fixed upon him. Horror fills his body as he gazes upon large rats entering and exiting the pit of death. He realizes he is in the same dungeon, but it is much smaller than he had envisioned. As his eyes slowly adjust to the brightness of the lights, he becomes aware of a noise above him. Almost immediately, his eyes catch glimpse of the movement of a pendulum. Entranced and enthralled by its animated rhythm, he watches in both terror and delight as it swings backwards and forwards. This fascination soon turns to fear as the prisoner realizes a scimitar is attached to the bottom of the pendulum. A maniacal terror slowly creeps into his thoughts as he imagines the sounds of the blade first slicing into his robe and then tearing apart his flesh. Time drags by. He and the rats feast on pungently seasoned meat. The scimitar swings closer and closer, his death certain, when an idea occurs to him. With only seconds to spare before the sharp blade devours him, he quickly rubs the meat on the bandages binding his hands and feet. The smell attracts the rats who rush in and chew the bandages lose. He slides off the wood plank only seconds before his skin is perforated. Euphoria fills him at his victory over the pendulum of
In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, depart and vanish from this creature of God…. Seizures, outbursts, cursing, vomiting, and scratches on Doe’s body were all effects that occurred during the final exorcism. Then at 11p.m. that night the boy interrupted Father Bowdern as he said in a voice much deeper than his own ‘Satan! Satan! I am St. Michael! I command you, Satan, and the other evil spirits to leave this body, in the name of Dominus, immediately! Now! Now! Now!’ Doe had one last spasm, then became very quiet and said, ‘He is gone’ (Opsasnick).
The terrified soul drew a pistol and shot the beast in the stomach. The monster looked down as if to make certain that the pebble did not harm it. The monster looked at the man with a horrific pair of dark eyes and send out the high pitched shriek and charged the man. Once close, the beast buried its foot into the man’s chest sending him flying into a tree. His body wrapped around the tree making a terrible cack.
Then I became very dizzy- WHAT WAS HAPPENING? After the monster chewed and chipped away at my body for awhile, I could not stand anymore and I, in all my majesty, toppled to the ground.
I trembled and my heart failed within me, when, on looking up, I saw by the light of the moon the demon at the casement. A ghastly grin wrinkled his lips as he gazed on me, where I sat fulfilling the task which he had allotted to me. As I looked on him, his countenance expressed the utmost extent of malice
As the creature stated, “I realized I was like Adam, united by no link to any other being… but he was protected and loved while I was wretched and alone…Satan was a fitter representation of me..’ (pg. 94). The creature, while perceived as Satan could easily be Adam, but society falsely accuses him to be a devil. The creature is beaten and fled from when he tries to come in contact with the people he secretly helped. While called a blessing when unseen, he is suddenly perceived as a wretch when viewed (pg.79, 97).
However, it did something Shi did not expect. It stood in the hall before him. He could see it now. Its...body was grotesque. Ten crooked, glowing, unfocused eyes lay upon its elongated chest.
The man then suddenly glistened with joy as he thought his efforts bore fruition. The joy was short lived however as The Shadow began to speak with a thunderous voice and said, “you have become the embodiment of the crass blob like creature that tried to kill you once. You are now a creature of the night as your heart is foul and forever wretched.” And just as The Shadow said his final word he melted into the shadows and back into the shadowy dominion in which he reigned. The man apparently took no heed to The Shadow’s words as all of the guilt and regret he had felt earlier had just washed away like a shell on the sand of a shore. He laughed hysterically and madly as he planned to meet The Shadow once again and again. The Shadow now aware of the man’s sinister future efforts decided to take matters into his own hands. He arose once more from the shadows and confronted the man just as he was about to reach for the door handle which led outside and towards his next victim. The Shadow thunderously said “I have vowed to never harm or kill a human being, however you are no longer human and must be stopped. I regret saving your life.” The Shadow then proceeded to raise both of his hands and grip the man’s neck with enough force to easily break his neck and drop his already soulless body onto the hardwood floor. After that incident The Shadow hasn’t mentally been the same and is now referred among the darkness and its abominations as the Grim
It came darkly, uncertainly. The shrill screaming that rose before the beast was like a pain. The beast stumbled into the horseshoe. “Kill the beast!Cut his throat!Spill his blood!” The blue-white scar was constant, the noise unendurable.
He just laid there unable to move, unable to walk, unable to breath. I brought my hand to
"Hi, friend" A sibilant voice growled from behind me. I spun around, and froze, unable to move. In front of me was the most horrifying creature I could have imagined. Its skin was paper white, and it smelled like fermented cabbage. Its pale yellow eyes that glowed with effulgence in the dim lighting of the hallway. But its teeth, its teeth were long needles protruding from its red gums. There had to
writhing body there was no longer an inch of foothold on the firm floor of the
He stared hard at me a sinister look within his eyes. He rammed into me, the ground taken underneath my feet. Instantly I felt a massive slash of pain burst along my left leg. My knee popped out of place it shifted first to the right and then to the left in less than one second. I collapsed in pain not knowing if I would be able to get up again.