Day One- Night
Once again here I am staring at my digital clock that reads out 3:32 am. Completely fixated on my digital clock that sits right above my television which is currently showing a boring late night show.
This isn’t the first time this has happened to me and it won’t be the last.
My insomnia has been plaguing me for the past month with no signs of stopping anytime soon. Doesn’t really matter to me though, not anymore at least. For me, reason or purpose lost it’s meaning to me since I lost my job due to being laid off for financial reasons; maybe if I didn’t get promoted then my situation now wouldn’t be so bad? Maybe it might not be such a big deal to me as it is now.
So instead here I am laying down trying to get some sleep but can’t no matter how long I keep my eyes closed. Being wrapped up in my blanket from my neck right down to my toes, hearing my steady heartbeat through my pillow, and the artificial light from my television illuminates my whole room with it’s bluish hue.
Then it finally hits me how truly alone I am in this deafening silence that surrounds me.
Recently my parents were staying with me since this is their home not mine, but it is the house that I grew up in. After being laid off my parents had offered me to come back until I could find a job again; Just to get me back on my feet at the very least. Sadly it hasn’t been going well, my parents set me up with interview after interview, none of them hit. Which is what led me to my current condition. As for my parents they decided to go visit family members on the other side of the country, leaving me here to guard the house, and they’ll be back in a week or so.
Thinking about this stuff all over again doesn’t help, maybe closing my eyes will make me finally fall asleep this time? Closing my eyes for what seems like eternity for another attempt at sleep seems to work this time. My vision fills with darkness with the fading sound of my television slowly becoming non-existent as I drift into sleep.
A loud slam from downstairs can be heard!
It sounded like a door slamming shut, oddly similar to when you have a screen door open during a wind storm and it bangs against the house. Quickly making my way out of my bed and down the stairs. It makes me realize that the noise came from the basement as all the doors are closed and the noise is becoming more and more forceful with each new bang! Just as I was reaching the bottom of the stairs I now knew the sound was coming from the laundry room. As a child I never liked going to that room it always gave me an eerie vibe each time I went in; even now as an adult. Not only that but as soon as my feet touched the basement floor the slamming stopped as suddenly as it came.
Before I even knew it my hand started reaching for the door handle on its own. Once I opened the laundry room door everything else happened in what seemed like slow motion. The room was covered in complete darkness like it wasn’t even a room at all! At this point the darkness had started moving? Snapping to a direction then slowly swirling around like it had a mind of its own and somehow was aware to my presence. In mere seconds it seeped its way to where I was standing, and had swallowed me in absolute darkness in a blink of an eye.
Day Two- Afternoon
The first thing that came to my mind upon waking up. Was how odd that dream was? Next thing I do is finally turn off my television since usually it is a bad habit of mine to leave it on throughout the night occasionally.
Nothing of interest happens the whole day since I take care of my daily house chores. That is until I heard a knocking on the front door! Startled from the noise I’m brought back into reality, now remembering the reason for the abrupt visit. Odd that I had forgotten that she was coming over? It was my older sister Kelly. We are only two years apart, though she acts if there is a decade between us by the way she acts towards me.
Immediately I greet her “Hello Kelly. I didn’t think you would come so early?”
She sighs “Robert it isn’t early. In fact its almost sunset, but I guess that would happen to someone dealing with insomnia, right?” She says in a joking matter. My lovely sister brushes me aside and makes her way to the coffee maker to get started on our drinks. She knows I love coffee and so does she but now I’m sort of getting off topic.
We both sit down at the kitchen table with cups of hot steaming coffee in our hand. Kelly starting the conversation “So I know our parents are out doing their little vacation. Are you okay being here all by yourself?” My response was “I’m holding up alright, Besides this isn’t my first time being alone you know.” This kinda makes my sister doubt me. She knows I haven’t been the same since I lost my job and from our phone call yesterday she knows this insomnia of mine is getting slightly worse.
“Hey you think you can come stay with me and my boyfriend in the city, it would be better for you. You know....” Kelly suggests with an hint of playfulness. Always trying to help by knowing what’s best for me; this isn’t the first time she suggested this to me and now I’m just plain sick of it. At this point I decline like usual telling her again for the hundredth time “No I’m fine with being here and living with mom and dad until my situation gets better.” I tell her before she can try to persuade me otherwise.
Frustrated she slams her fist down on the table and looking into my eyes, with an serious tone to her voice!
“Stop bullshitting me Robert! I know you aren’t alright, seeing those bags under your eyes and your tired face is proof enough for me.” before I can say anything to calm her down, she instead stops herself before going any further.
She slumped down in her chair after that looking a little relaxed now.
“Look why don’t you get help and see a doctor or go to a pharmacy to get some meds at the very least?” I sit there knowing I can’t make out another lie to her again.
After a few moments pass I speak again “Kelly, I don’t need that kind of help. It’s just...... I dunno? But I feel like I lost my purpose ever since losing my job.” Kelly looks at me for awhile not sure what to say next.
“If anything Robert I’m worried about you, being here by yourself won’t help your condition it will only make it worse! I’m positive it will. But right now I gotta go home to Derek.” That’s all she has to say about that. We get up and walk towards the front door and hug saying our goodbyes.
Before she leaves I tell her “Thank you for coming over, it helps I guess. If anything I’ll call you if I need you, alright?” Kelly nods her head confirming and enters her car quickly leaving the driveway heading to her home in the big city. Entering back into the now empty house gave me a feeling of loneliness that I’ve grown so accustomed to.
It hit me really hard when I locked up the front door and saw the two empty coffee cups on the kitchen table.
It quickly became night again with the full moon on the rise tonight. Making my way upstairs had me thinking back on the conversation, that it did put me at some ease that my sister actually still cares for me. Before this I hadn’t seen her since the day I lost my job after that she was just busy almost all the time. Plus ever since she met Derek she sorta disappeared, not answering phone calls and barely visiting my parents were definitely red flags to me.
Derek though was the shining star to my parents eyes, he always seemed like a shady guy to me even though I only met him once. What kind of guy takes his girlfriend out of her apartment in the suburbs and lets her move in with him into his condo in the city? Not only that but not knowing Derek’s profession doesn’t help his situation either.
Then after some time had passed I looked at my clock to check, which now read after midnight. Desperately I retry my whole attempt at sleep all over again just like the night before. This time however it happened quicker then I expected too, feeling actually tired, and drifting right to sleep.
Opening my eyes to my darkened room and looking at my clock I find it was still late into the night. Getting up out of my bed out of pure disbelief, as soon as my feet touched my cold wooden floor. A clicking noise was slowly becoming more and more audible. The noise made its way out of the shadows and into the moonlight of my room. It was one of those windup chattering teeth toys? Moving on its own, it was coming directly for my feet with a intent that seemed like it wanted to hurt me! Making a mad dash to the door and down the stairs, trying my damnedest to get away. As I make my towards my parents room it makes me realize that its taking longer then usually to reach their door.
When I look at my body in the moonlit living room, for some odd reason I was now a child again and it hits me I am having a nightmare. Then I hear the clicking of those chattering teeth which is falling down the stairs. Fear sinked its teeth into my now child body. As I watched those same teeth grow in size slowly, as it was making its way towards me! Running towards my parents shut door and pushing all my small body weight into the locked door as a futile attempt to get to safety. Whirling my body around, back against the door, and yelling to my parents in their room to “Let me in..... Please let me in!” over and over again.
The response I got chilled me down to the bone, My mom answered back sleepily “Go to sleep........ its only a nightmare.” this to me sealed my doomed fate.
All I could do was watch my impending terror slowly grow in size as it makes its way towards me. It was too late to run from my position as the toy was so large at this point it blocked off any means of escaping. First thing it gets is my legs and feet effectively crushing them under the maw of its large teeth. Making another click and moving up the teeth aligned itself to my chest and arms now. It reminded me of when you crush a soda can in the palm of your hand to dispose of a useless empty can. Only difference is that I am this useless can and this nightmarish toy is the hand. Another booming click and the teeth came down in a split second leaving my body with indents from its teeth! Bones broken, fresh blood seeping out of my body, my limbs are utterly useless to me if they weren’t before already. Moving up for the last chomp, my vision is filled with the toy’s teeth hanging right over my head and upper body.
My whole upper body was hanging inside its mouth leaving the lower part of my body out like flatten toothpaste. Finally I heard the final click of the toy’s teeth and I shut my eyes to not see the final blow. But the killing blow never came?
Day Three- Noon
Quickly rushing to my shower only this time I was actually awake. That dream was too damn surreal and I never had a lucid dream before or at the very least realize that I was dreaming while dreaming. It was too much to take in, it felt so damn real.
Saying out loud “What the fuck was that!?” I was in complete disbelief that...... that was just a dream!
Turning my shower on the hot water gushed out of the shower head, rapidly the hot steam was encasing the bathroom. The fact that I am now remembering my dreams in their entirety filled me with a fear that got down to my very core! Showers usually calm me down, right now this was not helping me at all. Washing the soap out of my hair, something right out my vision was moving slowly? It was a challenge to see especially with the soap getting in my eyes. But I managed to pull through even though the burning sensation was becoming more irritating.
Looking at what caught my attention I’m struck with I’m glad I saw it and not at the very same time. There were long pale white fingers that were so smooth it almost looked like a thin glove, if it wasn’t for the small and perfectly trimmed white colored fingernails it could be mistaken for it. They were at the edge of the shower curtain holding the curtain in a way like the person behind was about to peek in! Whoever was on the other side quickly recoiled their hand back like if they knew I had saw them. At this point I had to know who this peeping tom was before they got away. Reeling back the shower curtain, and to my surprise that there was no one there except me naked and dumbfounded.
Leaving to go downstairs trying my best to find something that I could easily distract myself with. Maybe watching some TV might help ease my mind? The thought alone of some complete stranger in the house does freak me out. But maybe it was an illusion, I am sleep deprived after all.
Even if there was a stranger in my home surely there would be some evidence that someone was here besides me? But after looking there was none, nothing out of place, nothing was disturbed, and everything was the same just as I had left it. After hours had passed, watching television out of pure boredom and before I knew it midnight was closing in.
Then I heard it!
Like tapping on a door or on the wall sounding very faint at first but slowly building in volume. Much like that nightmare I just had; the noise sounded like it came from the basement, most likely being the laundry room.
Going to investigate, while I had this sinking feeling in my gut, knowing full well this was not a good idea! Even knowing all that I decide to go anyway because not knowing would haunt me even more or possibly do something much worse if I don’t check. In front of my laundry room door the tapping that was being produced just moments before had completely faded like there was no tapping to begin with?
Once I opened the door and flick the light on. That peeping tom from earlier today was not what I expected at all! It had those same white colored hands and a black Victorian suit on, being the only contrast in color. The whole suit was completely black, looking very worn and torn around this thing’s frame. It seemed like it had worn it for decades?
From staring at this thing it had brought this nauseating sensation. At some moments I had to look away to subdue the feeling!
Then I noticed its head, it had the shape of a light bulb only it was filled with complete darkness. If it wasn’t for the light in the room you can mistake for not having a body at all! This thing’s hands would be the only thing you could see as it could easily blend into the shadows.
The light bulb for a head then flicked on two small white flames for eyes? It’s gaze locked onto me! Filling me up with dread as I looked at this thing and at the same time feeling incredibly tired. All it was doing was standing there with it’s arms by it’s sides. Was this gaze really that powerful? It was very odd to think that, since it was tall, taller than an average human at least but not abnormally tall, and it wasn’t big and large like you would think a monster would be. Instead it was skinny with very lengthy limbs. But that stare it gave me had the same effect of when a mother scolds you when you know you did something wrong.
All it did was stare and stand in the corner of the laundry room not moving at all. Without realizing it I was on my knees ready to pass out from this creature’s gaze! Everything turned to black in one moment.
A voice come to me as I fell into sleep “He is an interesting one to watch, Maybe this time will prove different results....”
Looking around I was still in the laundry room only now the light was turned off and that creature was nowhere to be seen. My body felt numb similar to when your leg falls asleep, Trying my best to get up off the ground took awhile. Somehow I managed to pull threw and was about to make my way up the stairs.
Suddenly they disappeared right in front of my very eyes! The stairs simply just floated away into darkness. Right now I had to find a light source or a way out of the basement. Turning around I find that my basement had nothing in it, just an empty room as far as I could see. Now realizing this was no longer reality I was again in a dream, not a dream but a...... nightmare. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room I slowly saw outlines of male and female figures? It was impossible to tell how many exactly were there as they all looked the same. They were silently moving towards me in unison as they got closer I then noticed they weren’t human at all. They were mannequins without heads each of them holding knives!
Encircling me they had prevented me from moving any further. Then they struck their attack, two behind me slashed at my legs bringing me down to my knees. As two others stabbed my arms at the same time. They were trying to disable me as much as possible by preventing me from moving my body. Each strike they made on me was fast and efficient with such diligence it was unbelievable! Once I was finally laying on the ground however, and after a few slashes later, their true intention was about to begin.
Making a line, each holding their knife like a candle they were going to start a mass stabbing! All of them striking down on my chest each of them were careful to not go to deep with the blade so their fun wouldn’t end early. Each one having a turn and repeating the process over and over again, These mannequins wanted me to feel this pain as much as humanly possible trying their best not to kill me in the process!
My blood pooled around me leaving bloodstains all over the mannequins and their knives, just as I couldn’t handle anymore oncoming pain. I closed my eyes to finally let go, hoping it will all be over soon.
Day Four- Evening
Waking up with a start my first reaction was to check my stab wounds lifting up my shirt I found nothing? Then I laughed in fact now thinking about it, it was foolish to think that a simple nightmare could even harm me in the real world. But there was one thing I noticed very quickly when I looked at my surroundings. Last night was actually real as I was still laying in the same spot from before I fainted from.... that thing!
Going upstairs to get my house phone and tell my situation to my sister. Obviously I wouldn’t tell her about that thing, I had a plan that I just quickly thought up. Once she finally picked up that is, though she was not excited to get a phone call at all?
“What is it Robert? This better be good!” She answered. Stunned with the response she gave I was having trouble to find the right words to explain myself. Frustrated she shouted into the phone “Robert I swear to... if you are pulling a prank on me at this time of day I will kick your ass when I see you again!” what the hell did she mean time of day, it’s still morning right?
Confused I answer back “Hello I’m sorry um.... what do you mean by time of day it’s still morning isn’t it?” She laughs back. Her response was “Oh that's right you probably just woke up. I wish I had that luxury.... anyway it’s like six in the afternoon.” this almost made me drop the phone. But I kept my composure and proposed my plan.
“Okay, listen you know how you wanted me to not be in the house by myself.” She answers back “Yeah and what about it?” sounding very curious to what I’m about to say. Continuing on “Well I was thinking how about you stay with me for a couple of days just to keep me company.” She liked the idea surprisingly. But she tells me “That’s great but I would like it better if you stayed with me.... Then again I can do that I just have to let Derek know and I could take those vacation days for my job.” accepting my offer she lets me know she’ll be here tomorrow after she is done with work.
With that done I look around the whole house to see if that thing was still here.
As far as I can tell it was no longer here and if it was I couldn’t find it at all. Going to my living room tired from looking at every inch of my house from the basement to the attic. Hell I even went into the crawlspace in the basement to see if it was there but still nothing! As I sat down on my couch and looking at the time it was now 10:02 pm, saying I was tired was a understatement. My whole body felt exhausted to say the least after all that and still not finding a trace it was making me wonder about my sanity.
“It’s time.” A whisper came into my mind reminding me of that voice from the night before.
Out the corner of my eye towards the kitchen there it was just standing it’s arms crossed this time. It gave me a jump when I first noticed it! Recoiling back on my couch at the mere sight of this thing.
The way it suddenly appeared when I knew there was nothing in the kitchen just moments before kind of leaves you with the sense of no privacy whatsoever. Brushing my better judgment behind I decide to ask it a question “Who are you or even what are you?” just like before it’s eyes have yet to appear.
To my surprise it answered back not by speaking of course since it doesn’t have a mouth. But in my head like the one I’ve been hearing since I first saw it. Now hearing it clearly for the first time it’s voice sounded distorted with each word sounding different each time changing from fast to slow, young and old, even male or female!
“Humans could not begin to understand my existence, an title that you can use to identify me would be The Witness.” That’s all it had to say.
This cannot be happening it can communicate, now I know I’m losing my mind! Getting up I go to the kitchen to touch it to prove to myself this is not real. My hand was slowly going towards this being that should not exist, it can’t exist. When my hand is about to touch it’s suit it just.... phases right through it’s body, vibrating as my hand was inside it’s body! This thing was actually real and at this very moment it was not pleased by my actions for not taking this seriously.
The Witness had opened it’s flaming eyes this time the flames were much bigger making me almost faint from this powerful force it was giving off, it just stood there all the while. It felt like I was having a vertigo attack!
Then it slowly raised it’s left hand vibrating with each movement and pointed at the couch. My body moved on its own having no control of my actions, when I reached the couch I finally fainted away from reality..... I now knew for sure this Witness or whatever it is was causing my nightmares!
“A set back but there is still potential in this one.” was the last thing that came into my mind.
This time I was outside in a sunny afternoon sitting down in a small restaurant in a city filled with people. Inside the restaurant I find people surrounding me just like a busy day in any other city. Only they were just outlines of people? But there all were doing the same actions as people like eating, talking, or even just walking off to somewhere.
Leaving the restaurant behind me I find the whole city was empty and was devoid of color everything was in black or white. To add to this, the people around me started disappearing as they walked away to wherever they were going. Then I walked across this road and it’s those type of streets that are like steep hills, like those streets in San Francisco. Walking across the street I suddenly hear this older man’s voice sounding very gruff as he shouted from up top the hill “Hey! Look out!" He said.
Looking up at the hill I find there is no one there but a hand truck. From this hand truck a wooden barrel fell out and is now rolling down the hill heading straight towards me!
It cracked open as it landed near me with the wooden planks sliding away from the now opened barrel, and then something unexpected happens. Floating heads that were decayed flew at me each one looking worse than the last as they left the barrel!
From the shock of how fast everything happened I couldn’t move. The heads got to me before I could even react! Each of them biting and chewing at my body all I could do was scream. At first they only left bite marks but as they continued I started to bleed! Ripping my flesh out with each bite taking out chunks at a time as they viciously ate me alive like wild animals that had caught their prey.
It was too much for me to bear this pain and shock, it felt like I was actually going to die!
Day Five- Evening
Kelly shook me awake from my nightmare thankfully. She was visibly mad at me for some reason so I got up waiting to hear what she had to say?
“You do remember I was going to be here today and your lucky that the front door was at least left unlocked!” She Shouted. Turning around to look out the window sunset had just passed!
Facing Kelly again I also realize she just came back from work as she looks tired. Also seeing her bag by the door meant she wanted me to bring it up to her old room. Happily I grab her bag to do just that “Listen I’m sorry for not being awak-” She quickly cut me off “It’s fine Robert at least your getting sleep which I’m glad to see! As for me I need to do some sleeping myself.” We both go upstairs her room is right next to mine. Now this is the perfect time to try to tell her the truth of what’s really been happening to me. As soon as I open the door she jumped right into her old bed and I put down her bag by the bed trying to continue our conversation.
“Hey Kelly I know you saw me sleeping. But in all honesty I’ve been getting worse I have these twisted nightmares and I think I’m even starting to hallucinate!” I spontaneously say sounding like some frantic lunatic! Kelly looked worried “Robert..... what do you mean your hallucinating?” Now I had her full undivided attention only her hands were covering her mouth.
She was starting to get scared!
Trying to explain this carefully this time without telling her everything would make her understand hopefully. Before I explain any further I sit down on the bed next to her and sigh “What I mean is that I see this guy which is watching me it only happens at night though.” She looks at me trying to understand. Kelly answered back in question “Well if this guy is watching you then why don’t you call the police?” I look at her. This time being a little more clearer “He isn’t real. My hand just passed right through him like nothing was there but air!” She makes a suggestion “If this is happening to you! Why don’t you get help or come stay with me? I knew something like this would happen with you being by yourself!” she was starting to get teary eyed. To stop her from crying I would have to lie to calm her down “It’s alright now Kelly I feel much better since your here, let’s just go to sleep and forget I brought this up.” this seemed to work as she calmed down a lot as she starts to get ready for bed.
When I close the door to her room I look downstairs into the living room even though I don’t see anything at first I know it’s there! Seeing those piecing glow of those white hands held high above the air stuck out clearly for me to see in the corner of the living room. The darkness completely masks The Witness, but now I can even feel it’s presence not watching this time rather waiting. Most likely waiting for me to sleep and if I don’t; it will force me through it’s torment no matter what. Tonight is another night that will make my next nightmare a living hell for me until I wake up! If I wake up that is...
“Interesting.... He has called outside help but will break like the rest: They always do.” It gave me another cryptic message before I drifted off to sleep once again.
To my utter surprise I was still in my bed but it was still night time? This wasn’t real it was a nightmare just an false sense of security! Even though I know this, nothing seemed to happened and I made sure nothing would. If I had to stay in my bed all night until the sun rose then I would!
What seemed like hours passing by with no differences in time it was oddly enough still night. That’s when it hit me, my digital clock, It wasn’t in my room?! Everything turned upside down as soon as this realization hit me; I’m no longer in my real room. My bed sheets then wrapped around my hands and feet causing me to be immobile. Then my own blanket covered my chest trying to hold me down in place! Soon I felt a building pressure against my back like something under the bed was trying to break through. Hearing the wood crack and snap from some unseen force really started to freak me out! Thrashing against my restraints did nothing making it useless to resist for whats about to happen! A huge wooden spike piercing straight through my bed frame and my whole chest cavity in a flash. This spike slowly moved down making the pain even more excruciating and unbearable! I could not take anymore, and just as the spike was almost done retreating from the hole, it made me fade to what I guess would be consciousness.
Day Six- Afternoon
She wasn’t here, she was not here, and I can’t find her where did she go?! Kelly was gone and I couldn’t find her anywhere her door was open but she was no longer in her room even her bag was gone! Once I went into the kitchen I found a note on the refrigerator door and basically it said she had to go as she got a phone call and needed to head back to the city?
Once I read the letter it calmed me down greatly and the nightmares effect had worn off on me completely. Still I felt something was not quite right, I decided to go to my house phone to see if anyone left a message on the answering machine. Seeing the answering machine there were indeed two missed phone calls with a blinking red light on the machine to confirm this.
The first message was my parents mostly my mom saying they were coming home as soon as they can and telling me not to worry. Worry about what? As for the second it was Derek saying how he would come over that he wanted answers. Answers, what the hell happened? it’s only early afternoon and it was starting to rain outside, now this was just getting bizarre.
Next thing I know I hear a knock at the front door, and soon it turned into banging!
When I opened the door it was Derek and he was pissed. Before I could say a word he pulled me outside! He grabbed onto my shirt, he looked like he wanted answers, looking like a complete psycho at the same time. Derek threw me off the porch stairs and I landed in the freshly wet stained grass as he walked down the stairs slowly making his way towards me!
“Tell me what happened and it better be the truth!” He shouted, confused I didn’t know what to say so I stayed quiet. Then he pushed me back down to the ground as soon as I got back up. He started again “Stop screwing around I know you had something to do with it, after all it happened when she came here!” Stunned by what he said, what did he mean exactly by she?
Answering back “You mean Kelly she isn’t here she went to the city right, didn’t you call her?” He started to tear up! Something had happen since just moments before Derek was ready to beat me into the ground and now he’s crying? Even with that Derek refused to believe me. He began to kick me in the chest as he kept saying “I know you know something you were the last person with Kelly before the accident, tell me what happened!” kicking all the while demanding answers.
From that question and the pain in my gut I started crying too.
“I have no idea about this accident! What happened to Kelly what the hell happened to my sister?!?” Yelling back at him against the pain.
He sat down on the ground next to me burying the palm of his hands into his face. Slowly he build up the courage to speak again as he told me what happened.
He started “Kelly was in a car accident just before she reached the city she stopped at a stop sign. Once she started moving again a speeding car came by and....” he took a moment to breathe as he was fumbling over his own words. Then he continued “Hit her head on the drivers side. That side of the car was completely crushed in making her a mangled corpse, the para-medics that came in said she died instantly.” I couldn’t believe what Derek was telling me but thinking back at my parents message it did connect.
Taking his hands away from his face and standing up while putting his hood up, he said his final words to me “Also I didn’t get no phone call so I don’t understand what the hell your talking about! Something made her leave and freak out the way she did, if I ever find out it was because of you.... your a dead man!” He walked away after that, going to his convertible and speeding down the street with a vengeance.
Leaving me there in the rain as it really started to pour down. Instead of going inside I just sat there on the ground too shocked that Kelly was actually gone. If it wasn’t raining I’m sure a curious neighbor would have came by to ask what had happened? My mind was a complete blank, I really didn’t want to come back inside the house.... but had no choice as the rain turned into a thunderstorm. Closing the front door behind me and locking it I was drenched as I started dripping water all over the wooden floor.
The Witness was there it was standing in front of me on top of the stairs! This time there was one major difference about The Witness it’s whole head was lit with a white flame but in the center of the flame was complete darkness like it was it’s true eye or something? It didn’t matter to me anymore I could care less my life is it’s enjoyment it would seem. Then it did something I did not expect at all, it started to move. Vibrating all the while it seemed like it was warping down each step looking very distorted in this process. Once it reached halfway down the stairs it had stopped and put it’s right hand on the wall. Next thing I knew I’m seeing more than The Witness as beings were appearing in the shadows or outside of my vision. Each of them were hard to make out what they were as they were warping in and out of reality. Then my vision of reality to blur of what was real and wasn’t, The Witness had then spoke in order to deliver it’s final message to me!
“You have proven to be true. For this result that exceeded expectations only know you are not the first or the last. But have been the one of the few to succeed.” Just get out of my mind and my life is all I could think about after it said that.
Another cryptic message did not help me understand anymore then I already do. Shaking my head around and feeling closed in, I ran up the stairs into my room brushing past The Witness as I did so. Closing my door; there was nothing I could do but try my best not to sleep.
Even though this task would end with me still going through an awful nightmare. I just want to keep myself awake as long as possible before that happens!
While staying up I looked out my window watching the moon rise and fall. As twilight was beginning to happen I watched the trees swaying, the birds slowly beginning their early mourning chirping, and was in awe at how very peaceful the world outside was compared to my hellish situation. It put me at ease, though that was quickly broken as I felt my eyes starting to close on me! The last thing I remember seeing was the sun rising above the horizon as I fell down on to the floor from pure exhaustion.
Already this nightmare was much different from the others. My parents were with me as we were all sitting down on the couch with me being in the middle watching TV only the screen was blank. When I look at my parents they were exactly how I remember them except one major difference. Their faces were gone. Their hair was still there just no eyes, nose, or mouth! Suddenly my sister Kelly walks out of her room and goes down the hallway into the bathroom. Watching from below I also saw from my room a shambling broken doll came out stumbling towards the bathroom! It moved fast for how hard it was trying to walk upright instead it got on all fours which seemed to help it. The features of the doll was the same as any regular doll only it was aged and torn from misuse.
But as soon as it got into the bathroom with my sister that’s when things changed for the worse. The door closed and Kelly started screaming suddenly then nothing but silence. Getting up I needed to leave, that’s when my parents stepped in, both of them grabbing my arms to pull me down onto the couch. That’s when I started to scream as I had to remember that she’s gone once again, screaming so hard that I was beginning to gasp for air! From that I started to blackout as everything around me started to lose it’s form and shape. Just before fading back into consciousness I saw The Witness appear in front of me for a split second and disappear.
Day Seven- Noon
Even after waking up and hearing knocking on the front door, and hearing the police demanding to come in; I still did nothing but lay on the floor. Kicking the door open I heard their movement checking the house and each of the rooms until they open the door to my room.
They shouted at me to get up off the ground slowly, then put my hands behind my back while telling me my rights as another officer put me in handcuffs! Not caring anymore I complied with the officers to take me away, apparently I had committed a crime? As the two officers took me down the stairs I was shocked to find the house was in shambles! The kitchen had everything strewn about, living room had the TV and couch tipped over, and the walls had scribbling all over them. All of them read out The Witness over and over again. My room was left untouched but everything else looked like a madman had lived here! Although I did take one last look into the kitchen and I saw those two same coffee mugs on the kitchen table which had been left untouched, they were still there before any of this had happened. Not only that but the letter on the refrigerator door was gone? To the police I was that madman which had torn up his parent’s home as they escorted me in handcuffs into the the back of the car. As I looked back for the last time at my childhood home, as we were driving away it made me wonder if all of this could of been avoided, if at all?
“That’s the end of my story and I’ll plead guilty if I have too, Detective Maroon” now that I finally ended my tale I can put my mind at ease knowing that at least someone else knows the full truth of what really happened to me. “Please call me Frank, with the time listening to your tale I think you earned the right to call me by my first name.” He said in a somewhat serious tone. “Anyhow Mr. Elwood after hearing all this sadly you ain’t guilty. But more like criminally insane I’m sure with what the tapes caught of your story is proof enough and it will be for your trial too.” Saying like it was almost a good thing. “You can stop calling me by last name too Frank, I don’t think I deserve it anymore after all that has happened just call me Robert.” Ending my long integration.
Day ???- Evening
After that I was taken to trial and just like Frank said I was determined to be criminally insane and sent away to get mental treatment. My poor mother and father were heartbroken if they weren’t before as they had lost both of their children in just one week.
Tonight I can feel The Witness coming to observe me again for research purposes, maybe? Although I do know without a doubt I did not murder my sister and The Witness is real it’s not a figment of my imagination! In fact it’s standing outside of my cell watching me with those flaming eyes. Not even the medicine can make it go away and it won’t go away no matter what! But I don’t mind since it doesn’t watch me all the time like it did before as it’s looking for more people like me. The Witness feeds off the weak and any weakness that can be exploited mentally adds to it’s benefit! Though I do know something from everything that has happened, the message it was trying to send to me for those who go through all this.
That I am the victim and The Witness is looking for more....
Submitted February 08, 2017 at 02:42AM by SirMaliceCallus http://ift.tt/2ln6718 creepypasta
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