I run in the dark, the temperature in the air rising surprisingly fast, I hear noises from behind me as I'm running. I-it sounds like laughter. . .Could it be the killer? I run faster hoping to make it to the police station but instead run into. . . my house. What!? my house? I could've sworn I was . . .maybe I just walked in a big circle. I rush inside and lock all my doors and windows, hiding in my room, I look at the bed, and that's when it all started coming together. . .that's when I saw it. My families mutilated remains on my bed. . .and my fire axe covered in blood beside them. . .I look down at my hands, realizing that they had the same red paintjob like the rest of them room. A-and my clothes! . . .I don't remember my clothes being red. . .
. . .
N-no, it can't be. . .I couldn't have. . .all of those people. . .m-my family. . .
. . .
I must leave. Now.
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Delirium
HorrorA man takes a midnight walk alone, what may the inside of his mind have in store for him? Who knows, maybe he'll even have to battle his inner demons, or maybe...the ones around him.
