5 Boogieman

Gizelle was lying on the cold ground of the Devil's lair. Her eyes on the ceiling. She couldn't feel her body nor was there a thought coming into her head. Her senses are fully aware though. Even livelier than before. It's as if something inside her has been awakened.

"Try to survive the night." Were the instructress' last words.

The horror came back to her as she relinquished the words given by her punisher.

She twitched.

The deafening silence of the surrounding is pressing against her sanity. She struggles to stand up. Holding herself against the wall, trying to balance herself, she heard a slight movement in the room. She feels as if there were eyes looking at her. She quickly stood up and moved across the room. Trying to evade whatever it is that was lurking in the darkness.

As she struggle to find her way out of the enormous room, she remembered a talk she once had with Harry. The boy told her that the Devil's lair is living up to it's name. A real devil is inside.

Scary thoughts came into her mind and now she fears for her life. She doesn't want to die.

She saw the rod that the instructress used to her earlier. She grabbed it and continued her way to find the exit. The dim crimson light isn't much of a help. She couldn.t clearly see what's in front of her.

She caught a glimpse of the door and pushed herself towards in that direction. Inching her way out, she was greeted by rather an unruly guests.

She shouted as her eyes met with the tall figure in front of the door. She couldn't really tell what it was because of the dark but judging its frame, it is a man. Probably around 6t. tall, a long hair, slender body and a toungue extending outside its mouth.

"A real devil!" she thought.

As the creature climbed atop the wall behind it. Gizelle followed it with her eyes. Her instincts tell her to run but it was as if her feet were glued to the ground. She couldn't move.

A few more seconds and the creature was directly above her. It was scanning her and checking if there's any resistance on her part. She knew it would be her end as she was about to be a midnight meal for this grotesque creature. She felt a drip of sticky liquid on her hair and a hot breath. The creature was inches away from her. She closed her eyes in fear of what might happen next.

As the creature prepared to open widely its cunning mouth it whispered something.

"Juicyyyyyy"

Upon hearing those words, Gizelle shouted at the top of her lungs.

The creature lunged at Gizelle and was ready to taste her when the doors opened.

A boy was standing in front of the door and began flashing a high powered beam of light to the creature.

"Gizelle run!" the boy shouted

"Harry?!"

The creature was surprised with the uninvited visitor.