Creative Writing: The Awakening

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A sudden gust of wind blows on top of him, sending shivers travelling from the bottom of his spine to the top of his head. Awakening, his eyes slowly open. As his vision slowly starts to unblur, he proceeds to survey his surroundings with his eyes. A pool of blood surrounds the man, the smell of iron mingling with the smell of dust and rotten wood containers filled his nostrils. With the sight of a sandbag and multiple ropes, it became apparent that he was a victim of a kidnapping. His limbs, clearly abused to the point of unrecognition, bending at horrid angles furthermore burned so severely that the surrounding skin turned into a crispy black substance. Without any recollection of anything that preceded his current …show more content…
The suspense almost drove the man towards madness, it was if time had slowed down and his grim reaper was arriving to drag him into hell. The figure started to come into sight, as every second passed, more information came into sight. Long and luscious hair dancing from side to side, short body like a child, small face with a daunting smile. It was a little girl. The thought of a little girl committing such an atrocity terrified the man, almost risible as if it was a joke. As she inched closer to his body, the man could hear not only little droplets of liquid falling but the clinking of chains. As they start to gaze at each other, the little girl reveals to the man a woman’s decapitated head wrapped in chains. Through the chains the man saw a woman’s face full of despair. Eyes, bloodshot red with a clear sign of the begging and crying that had occurred. Her mouth open with a fly laying on top of her tongue, similar to how flies surround a cow’s dead body. The little girl inches closer and leans towards his ear. “You’re next,” she whispers to …show more content…
The man felt relieved and let out a long sigh, however moments later the girl appeared right next to him. The decapitated head was no longer anywhere near sight however this time you see a glint of light emanating from the side of the girl. She was carrying a new pair of unseemingly large pliers. Inching, closer and closer the girl picks up the man’s hand and proceeds to rip out every single nail one by one. The pain courses through every fiber of the man’s body. The waves of pain send the man into a state of agony and anguish almost causing him to faint. “Please, no more….” the man begged with tears flowing down his face. The little girl grins and with her soft voice tells the man, “We’re just getting started.” Moments pass and the girl had once again left to take her next