EdithWeird things happened in the mansion at night.Edith by Izzi1313
Edith might’ve been the fragile age of 3, but she knew that much for sure. At that age, no one ever listens to you. No one really listens at any age, but when you’re that young you don’t realize it. However, call it intuition if you may, but the young aristocrat knew better than to talk about it.
Something was amiss about that mansion and the surrounding grounds.
Edith might’ve been the frail age of 4, but she noticed many things with her keen senses. She would notice how her toys in the toy room would always be moved or misplaced. She knew there was something unnatural, but that didn’t stop her from crying and fussing about people touching her belongings.
Edith’s mother was a strong aristocratic woman, the girl could not remember any other image than of her standing tall in a laced dress, her long cold hands folded neatly. Her hair pulled back into a small bun, strands of grey invading it. She cou
Survivor's guiltSurvivor's guiltSurvivor's guilt by Izzi1313
I was freshening up in my assigned room in the facility. It was sometime around 4:30, when I first heard the screams coming from downstairs. Concerned, I placed my comb back in my purse, cautiously exiting the room. All the labs on the third floor, where I was staying, were deserted. An assistant vaulted past me, her face holding an expression of sheer terror. She didn’t respond to my questions or calls. My brows knotted, fear finding its way into my heart. I hurried past a couple closed doors, turning and taking a few steps down the stairs. Dr. Albert, a kind old man, was running up the other set of stairs.
“Doctor!” I called; relieved I could find a person most likely able to answer my questions, “What’s going on?”
His head snapped up towards me; his skin was yellow, his eyes widened and mouth gaped. I’d never seen such an expression on him before, it sent shivers down my spine and utter fear filled me. He lifted
A day in an unstable mindA day in an unstable mindA day in an unstable mind by Izzi1313
You open your eyes, but they were never closed. Finding yourself standing just outside of the walls of your house. You’re standing in the street. Behind you is a blue truck, that you were just in moments ago, you don’t know how to drive so you step away from it.
You look down the empty sand street, there is no one in the world, you know that because the street feels empty, and you feel the emptiness inside.
You start walking down the street, without a destination in mind. For some reason you’re stopped beside your neighbor’s house. The door swings open, a weird looking old woman comes rushing out, she isn’t your neighbor.
You step away in fear but she is quick. She grabs your arms shaking you slightly, talking gibberish. You stare at her with eyes that are widened. Her eyes are somewhere in the back of her head, her clothing doesn’t make sense, and her hair is gray and matted.
She pinches you as she speaks, suddenly h