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Chapter 8

"Aline, what do you think, Edward is doing right now?" Aline was in the stall using the restroom. "I don't know, probably using the restroom like we are."
Aline flushed the toilet and closed the stall behind her. Aline looked herself over in the. She took her band that she had her hair pulled back in out.
"Do you think I ought to let my hair hang down, or in a pony tail? Which is better?"
Sally looked at her.
"I think it lookss better down. You can impress guys with your hair like that."
Aline just a gave little sigh and walked out. Aline walked out back to the truck. She looked in and noticed that Edward was gone. I wonder where he went Aline thought.
She thought about yelling for Edward, but decided against it.
She walked over to the men's restroom. She opened the door enough just to see if there was anybody in there. She walked on in. Aline squated down to see if there was anybody sitting taking a big one. Nobody was there.
There was a bad stench though. Smelled like someone died. She looked into the mirror. Without warning someone mysterious force starting writing something across the mirror. It was in blood, extremely red blood.
Aline was saying the words as they were being spelled.
She then calclated that the first word was "your".
It kept on spelling.
It wrote four letters. It "next".
Your next? Aline thought about this for a minute. After a few minutes of thinking, the lights went out. The slammed shut. Aline felt her way through the darkness, but it was surrounding her, she could feel it. When Aline had finally found the wall, this hand clammy hand grabbed her. She tried to jerk away, but the hand had a firm grip on her rist. Aline felt around the wall for the light switch, she flipped it on.
When she turned her face back around it was a man that had been cut to pieces, his guts were hanging out. His chest had been ripped open, the shreds look like they were from some kind of claw.
Aline tried to scream, but she didn't get anything out. Her thout was dry from the horror of this thing, person, monster, or whatever it was holding her. Then its face was scared bad. he had one eye ball dangling from his socket, and his skull had been crushed from a hard blow to the head. What was left of his brains was stretching down his back. His left arm have been cut off, blood was shooting out of it.
The jaw was ripped off, you could see into what was left of his throut.
Aline was almost crying cause she was so scared. She tried jerking away this time and got free. She ran out the door screaming. Edward and sally was already in the truck waiting, Sally looked like she had seen a ghost and Edward did too. Aline jumped in the back, Edward floored and it left the place.

To be continued...

Please comment, I would really appreciate it. I will write another one later. Peace out.

Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. - James Dean

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The following comments are for "The Darkness: Chapter 8"
by Witness95

just's keep gettin' better
hey man just got do reading yoiur story i love it. just keep it up man. i really like the part about the guts man. jaut keep adding them

( Posted by: mikado [Member] On: October 14, 2001 )

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