Death with no Face

“I am your dream turned nightmare,

a hellish inferno, waiting;

waiting to haunt your soul

with raging madness,

to burn fear into your darkest days.

Your life is forfeit

In an abyss of blackness never fathomed.

as those before you have tried and failed,

I await your useless challenge

to cling to a life, rightfully mine.

When you sleep;

listen for my roar of laughter.

It will really be your insanity screaming.

I wait foolish one.

I wait.”

....No one 

has been

so steadfast

and Loyal

...Stood 

before you

without Trace

or recoil

...Waiting 

always 

and Only

...To catch 

    You

  when 

Falling...

...Not the trip

but the Net

at the end 

of It

...Set

like the 

final Deed

writ...

...The perfect 

marriage

Your-soul

and me

...In the 

humble

Tussle

of eternity

#DeathSaid #Challenge

Don’t act surprised to see me

You’ve been courting me for years

I’ve heard your voice in darkness

In between the tears

It’s time to go, beloved

Release that monster from your chest

Take my hand, and come away

Forever be my guest

I open my eyes to a repetitive clicking sound as shadows dance across the walls animatedly. My mouth is dry, and I am tasting fabric of some sort, I try to speak, but all I hear are muted sounds coming from me.

“Ah, she’s finally awake. Take the cloth from her mouth.” Someone with a feminine voice order. I look around before an acidic smelling hand rips the fabric from my mouth, I hiss.

“Much better. So, you made it through the tunnel with just a scratch on you. Impressive to say the least.” I feel the presence circle me as I stay bound to the chair.

“Why can’t I see you?” I struggle with the chains that bound me in place. The presence continues to circle me as shadows across the walls continue to dance.

“Because, you haven’t passed the initiation, yet. Child, tell me why you are here in my realm?” The voice was just a whisper, but I felt compelled to answer.

“What? What do you mean, realm?” I am confused and scared, but the feminine voice soothes my worry.

“You’re dead, my child. Do you not know where you are?” The shadows stop dancing as my chair is forcibly turned in a certain direction. “Your chair is pointed south…” The voice trails off.

“I don’t know anything! Just let me go!” I scream into a dark void that seemed endless. The rhythmic clicking sound stops abruptly, and dead silence follows. “Hello?” I call out, still no answer. Who knew silence can be deafening? I struggled to free myself from the chains for what seemed like hours, but I needed to be free. Within seconds, I am picked up still bound to the chair and thrown against the wall, breaking the chair into pieces. I groan from the impact as I lay on the floor trying to reject the bouts of pain shooting through me.

“You. Do. Not. Get. To. Yell. In. My. Presence.” The presence circled me again, but this time I saw a faint shape of a person or something. “Do you know why you are here?” The voice was stern and dominant.

“Where is here?” I grunt out.

“Hell. Well, your Hell so to speak.” The voice was slightly lighthearted. Weird. “Careful child, I can read your surface thoughts.”

Blinking my eyes rapidly, “Hell. My Hell. Okay. I am here because of a robbery gone wrong. I was desperate for cash, and I accidentally shot the cashier.” I whisper the last bit of details. Guilt has taken over swiftly. With one move, I am lifted in midair, my feet dangling as the air in my lungs is slowing down. I grip my neck as continually gasping for air.

“Try again, my child. Lie to me again, and you won’t ever know respite!” The voice is more sinister and demanding as I just want to die. “You are already dead. Now speak!”

“I-I killed a rapist ten years ago for raping a helpless immobile person who couldn’t even fight back! He did unspeakable things, and I did worse to him. I have no regrets! None!” I scream as loud as I could with the lack of air. My eyes adjust to the presence holding me. Noir eyes, silky skin and a black halo hovering over its head. “Th-the Devil…” The presence nods. “The Devil is…a woman?” She lets me go, as I fall to the ground, hissing in pain while rubbing my throat.

The Devil blows out an irritating sigh, “The Devil is in the Details.”

#shortstory #story #supernatural #thedevil

When I was a little boy I loved being in the woods

I’d war game with friends and we’d shoot BB guns at each other

We’d play with fireworks

And smoke cigarettes we stole from our dads

We were just boys being boys

And imitaing each other

Showing off all the dumb, dangerous bullshit we were told we’d better not get caught doing

Then one day I was out in the woods by myself

After watching Terminator

Or Full Metal Jacket

Or Predator

I can’t remember what movie it was

Something with blood and guts

Or aliens and spaceships

Whatever it was, there I was out in the woods

With a book of matches, a sling shot, and some fireworks

Full of bad ideas I needed to perfect before showing them off to my friends

And while minding my own business

I was interrupted

By an Old Man who changed my life forever

And to this day

After all I’ve been through

And everything I’ve seen

While shedding skins over time to become the person I am now

There’s one thing I will tell you about the Old Man in the woods that day

Something He said, “Close your eyes and think about it. Before you open them; know that you are what’s wrong with the world.”

When I open my eyes and look out at the world today

I understand completly

Get off your knees, child. Death is not ready for you. You do not belong here.

You have only this life to live. You have to walk through fire to get what you want, so stop waiting.

Whether the time is perfect or whether it feels off, you only have right now. You're going to burn either way, you might as well face it.

You can't move forward without action. Stop letting fear dictate your experiences in life and stop begging for an end while desperately searching for a new beginning.

You might surprise yourself with how far you can go just by embracing the flames as they push you forward instead of blaming them for holding you back.

-A.e.

I'm a comin' for you,

What's left to do?

Are you ready?

Who will finish what you started,

After you have departed?

Are you ready?

Never quite had it made?

Too soon this price is paid.

Are you ready?

Did you give enough yet?

Is your legacy set?

Are you ready?

Milestones never reached?

Your dreams are all beached.

Are you ready?

Those places you've never been?

Many sights never seen.

Are you ready?

Did you say goodbye?

Sing a lullaby?

Are you ready?

Keep that bedtime kiss

For the one you'll miss?

Are you ready?

Ready or not,

Time's up!

If Death came calling

Would you answer the door?

Would you call for it yourself?

Would you try to run?

You can escape the pain,

I learned long ago,

Let it run over you and leave you,

Broken,

Behind.

But you should know if you do this,

You sacrifice

Your sanity

Your love

Your will to live

Your meaning

Your happiness

You may even lose what some consider

The “ultimate sacrifice”

Your life.

And after all is said and done,

If Death came calling

Would you answer the door?