Chapter 3: The Fear
I was in the hospital, lying down, staring at the ceiling. No one was there -- I guess visiting hours were over. I felt a trickling coming down my face. I thought it was me crying again, but then I smelt the smell of metal.
I touched my eyes, and there was nothing. I looked at my hand, to only see a pink strike across my finger. I tried it with my other finger, and the same thing happened. I touched higher up, and the pink stain began to grow darker. I touched the top of my head, and when I looked at my hand, it was covered in blood.
I ran to the washroom, and looked in the mirror. My whole face was covered in blood. I grabbed tissues and was ready to start wiping my face, when I realized something as I looked into the mirror once more.
My face... Was clean. Not even a smudge of pink, or red. I breathed out heavily, as I returned to my bedside. After sitting back down again, I felt something on my head, where the band aids were wrapped. I thought it was the same hallucination as before. I touched my head, and, of course, blood.
I once again got comfortable, until I began hearing a 'plop' sound. I looked to my bedside, and there was nothing. I continued to ignore it, until the plopping became more rapid. 'Plop plop plop'. I looked around my room. "Is someone playing a trick on m--"
I stopped as I noticed something. The lamp that was at my bedside reflected myself, and what was above. I saw a dark splotch right above me.
I slowly turned back, ignoring the splotch above, thinking it was yet another illusion. I almost fell back asleep, until I heard wheezing and moaning.
I slowly began to look up, as blood began to drip on my face. I starred to what was above me, and was shocked. There was a pool of blood above me. I stood up on the bed to see if it was making the noise. As I grew closer, the wheezing grew louder and louder, until I was practically touching the oozing blood.
Then, as I was about to lower, I hear a small whisper. " its your turn now." Suddenly, a hand from the blood grabbed my forearm, and was pulling me in. I started to yell, hoping that someone can hear and come. It whispered again, load enough to shut my screams up. " no one will hear you.
Heheh..." I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my hand. I looked up only to see he was biting me. He somehow became stronger and stronger. I yelled louder and louder, until my voice was lost. Suddenly, the world turned dark.