Frankenstein's Room-Original Writing

“Someone let me out! I’m locked in the library!” She screamed repeatedly at the top of her lungs and banged her fist on the heavy, wooden door until she couldn’t any longer. She surrendered in defeat and decided to explore these cryptic halls. A stone arch made the massive room look regal. She carefully strided under the archway only to see the moonlight hit the floor. A massive hole opened up from the middle of the intricate pattern on the floor under the towering ceiling. A twisting staircase reached it’s way up to the ceiling revealing yet another hole in the vast vaulting of the roof. The wind hissing through the air sent chills down her spine, reminding her of a malevolent spirit waiting for its next victim to saunter into its deathtrap. She heard cult-like songs and the slow but heavy stepping sounded like a thousand or more feet. In the heat of the moment, she ran up the staircase that moments ago had suddenly just appeared. Twenty figures dressed in blood red cloaks walked to the center of the room to the stairs. She tried to hold back a scream when the cloaked figures start to fold their hoods back as a ghoulish, mole-faced creature emerged. She felt the slimy arms wrap around her. She felt short, cold breaths hit the back of her neck, and the hairs on her neck stood up like prickly cacti in a hot desert. There was only silence - cold, dark …show more content…
I was in love. How could this horror story be filled with a figment of a dream? He was handsome and oh so dreamy. How could I, Melany Lopez, be in love with such a monster? In the midst of my deep thought, he started to approach me, and my heart started to beat fast.
“You are one of us now. Please, trust me and take my hand. Now, beautiful woman, slow your breathing. I will not hurt you. We will fly away together, and you will be my queen. Now, to Batman’s cave!” he said as he smirked to the sound of his theme music blaring in the