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Death is only the beginning

When the electricity went off, I suddenly felt somebody’s fingers on my back. Darkness was so impenetrable that I could only suspect what horrible things may lurk behind me. But the fingers didn’t even move a bit. That was strange. ‘Who are you?’ I asked. And we fell into the dead silence. Seconds changed into minutes, minutes changed into hours. Finally, I heard a response – ‘Your nightmare’, it said. Then I felt something cold and sharp on my neck – That wasn’t a long moment, quickly cold converted into hot and red – I desperately tried to stem bleeding, but it was impossible – I was weakening very fast, all my body and clothes were in blood, and I still heard that annoying laugh. Laugh of my nightmare from the darkness. Laugh of my end. And then I saw the light.
‘Dude, where are we going?’. The weather this day was irrationally good. The sun was shining and I couldn’t see even one cloud. We were driving in Luke’s car, but I didn’t know the reason. And I really wanted to get to know it. ‘Relax, it will be a surprise’, he answered. So I relaxed, as he advised, I didn’t have a reason to worry. I’d known Luke for many years and I knew that he’s trustworthy. We left the city behind us, and we drove into the forest. Finally, we reached the destination. It turned out that we were driving to reach a totally empty glade. ‘What the...’ I just managed to say but the yell interrupted me. ‘SURPRISE!’ – all my friends in peaked caps ran from behind the trees with beer and other drinks. Today was my birthday, but I didn’t expect that they will make a party for me. They wished me to live forever with a lot of happiness. After that ceremony we sat down on the grass and talked about foolish things like school and girls. It was a bit tactless, because my girlfriend was sitting between my legs. Her name was Lucy. I met her two years ago on Luke’s party, and we had been together since that day. I really loved her and I couldn’t even imagine that I could be with other girl. We drank beer and everything was so perfect and carefree. I blew off the candles and thought a wish. And then I heard a voice from nowhere – ‘Come to me’, it said. I looked around, but everybody was yelling and I couldn’t aim the person who said that. But I quickly forgot about it and I enjoyed the party. We made a bonfire and started to sing scout songs. And then I felt that I needed to check the source of that voice from the trees. ‘Be right back’, I said and went to the forest. I don’t know why I went so far. Something in my mind was saying me that’s right. ‘Come to me’ – I heard it one more time. Behind the tree I saw an entrance to old bunker. The same thing in my mind commanded me to enter. So I entered. I turned on the light, and went inside. It was a bit starling that the light was working, but I didn’t care about it. I reached a monstrous chamber with concrete walls. On the other side of that chamber I saw a big shining sign, and I felt that I need to see it from near, so I ran there. And then the electricity went off.
The light was blinding me, and I didn’t fell my body no more. Mysterious murderer disappeared, and I stayed alone. But not for long. The brightness exploded and then I saw him.
The man who was standing in front of me had a long, black coat, immaculate face and venomous green eyes. The light that was surrounding him was enormous and horrible. I felt fear, and wanted to run, but I couldn’t. ‘You are dead’, he said, and his voice was like a sword cutting my brain, ‘And your soul is cursed. If you want to rest in peace, you must tempt other human to this place and kill him to give him your curse and make your soul free. Until that moment, you are locked here forever and you won’t be saved. The choice belongs to you.’ Then he turned his back on me. I started to cry and asked ‘But... Who are you?’. He looked at me and his eyes drilled my brain. ‘My name is Nathaniel. I am the beginning and the end. But it shouldn’t have any meaning for you. Happy birthday, Chris.”



Ocena: 3
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Data dodania: 30.03.2009r.

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MGryglicki 30 03 2009 (21:43:48)

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Takie przeciętne. Za mało ciekawego słownictwa, brakuje mi tutaj jakichś inwersji, strony biernej, emfazy... Ale nie najgorsze.


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