Gory Hell Creative Writing

A mound of black dust lies where a great tree once was. Burnt, hot, and still. The dust flies away, inch by inch, every terrible year. Bones appear on the scorched, dark Earth like new babies being born into a eerie void. Wind howls from left to right, in front of any skinny, hungry person who is surviving, waiting to drop on the floor and die. Not a single inch of water to be seen anywhere, only crimson liquid streaming around it's only crevasse with the blood of the dead ones.
A small, hungry child digs through the thick sand, looking for a small crumb of food, but only to find the unsatisfying, disgusting, horrid worms that dig through the underground for eternity, The child stuffs the worms into their yellow, slimy, rotten mouth and smacks their lips together, with yellow teeth flying everywhere, guts squirting from torn, bloody creatures that suffer a sickly, awful death. The buildings. The dead, silent buildings. The brutal torture that the survivors suffered in those death traps. The echos of every screech that came from those buildings. All that remains is the silent, dark halls and the bloodied cobwebs that surround them, inch by inch. Nothing gets out of those structures, and become one part of the gory hell that stands within the dirt. …show more content…
As he walked in, screams echoed through the black darkness, and only 10 feet into the cave, he was sucked into the chiseled rock like quicksand. The boy choked, and felt his skin burning away, being pulled off violently by the pressured rock. He tried to scream and wail, but he was coming to the raging core of the planet. The last thing he saw before he was melted, was his brother. His big, 16 year old brother, telling him to be wise, calling to him as he ran out of the yard, never to be heard from