Jim's Trauma (I)
"Jim!! Get away! Aarggh!!" a heart wrenching scream pervaded the room where flames burned savagely.
Who on earth would believe that barely few hours ago, this was a nice bedroom of a happy couple blessed wih a single daughter as an offspring.
News had been flooding around for several weeks now about the suspected descent of a cannibalistic species in New Castle City. However, the incidence was surrounded in a web of never ending mysteries as everyone who had been alleged victims or even the ones in familial or friendly connection to the vicims were similarly killed in a short span of two or three hours.
Much quickly before the investigation process could end but then this sudden discovery even injected more fear in the minds of the helpless ciizens of New Castle City.
Few hours ago, the Simpson's family were still having dinner, when a strange knocking sound came forth
KNOCK!!!
The suffocating aura from how intense the knocking sound was transmitted caused chills in the hearts of the Simpson's.
With reluctance but wholly from a heart pumped wih intense courage and confidence, Mr James Simpson made his way to the door and opened it.
CREAK!
"Strange" he muttered after minutes of observation and then he simply closed he door wih a simple nod of his head.
It was as though he was trying to affirm in his mind that it was really no one at the door. It was fine since it was not like any of those horror movies.
God knows the family of three had no strong bonds wih the neighborhood apart from the casual exchange of formalities, save for the widow, who lived three stone throw houses away. Mrs Wayne had always turned down the ideas of late night visits from either end.
Except for sacred and unique occasions like dinner nights and get-together mini parties organized by the Simpson's that were usually forcibly but politely imposed on her, she literally had no reason to visit the house at night.
This meant that there was no one to be expected, as for the loud knocking, maybe the entire family had collective deafness as it stood presently.
This was what they wanted to calm themselves with, not until a sinister wind pervaded the room that had been tightly shut.
This sort of wind resembled the violent type that accompanied desert storms.
Strangely enough, the wind seemed to sound like it was a shrill cry of a bat herd flying at night.
So scary and pervasive!
It filled the room and made the three immediately reveal worried expressions.
Jane and her six year old daughter Jim looked the most disheartened and their faces depicted visible fright.
At the moment, only James could continue to brace himself as a man to not fear the present situation, even at that he could not successfully eradicate the humanly fear in him as he clenched his cutlery harder till thick sweat squeezed out from his palm.
One... Two... Three...
Time counted slowly, a minute amounted for about a thousand seconds as the eerie and terrifying wind continued to blow in the room.
Waves of uncertainty and worry flooded the minds of the three. Before long, Jim began screaming and crying weakly as sad crystalline tears gathered in her eyes as she wailed vigorously.
Her mother Janet Simpson could do nothing more but to pet her daughter while giving off faint sobs.
The man of the house felt an insane headache that almost drove him crazy. It made him so pissed off that he wished he could just end off this section of his life.
Without a fuss, he reached out to his cupboard and retrieved a silver pistle which he immediately maintained a firm grip on.
"Come out already, I don't care about who the hell you are, just get yourself down here and face me" James spat the words at the spur of the moment while aiming his shaky hands in the different directions where the strange wind seemed to be flowing from.
However, what followed afterwards was completely unplanned and it sent a shockwave through James' numb body.
HAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!
"Damn it" James could not help but curse under his breath due to the unexpected terrific cackling noise that was insanely high pitched.
This high pitched noise threatened to shatter the eardrums of the three who were trapped in the small space.
WHOOSH!
A wicked seeming presence in the form of a wisp of black smoke circled in front of the three.
Before long, the smoke metamorphosed into a humanoid figure.
There it was! A humanoid creature coming to visit at this time and with such dramatic entrance, the other party definitely meant no good.
After some time, the eyes of James and Janet opened wide.
A handsome youth, too handsome to be human, the sight of him could cause both male and female to feel inferior and dazed.
He had a pale face like one who had been dried of blood.
He had a cruel grin which could not help but show off his sharp fangs that collectively made a gory sight.
His eyes had a dark red colour and they looked just like the blood moon fantasized about in ancient tales.
He was adorned in black robes like someone from the ancient times.
His hair was shoulder length and it had a catchy lustre although it was as black ss the night itself.
His fingernails looked like the claws of a monster as he set them out with the intent to strangle James, which he succeeded in doing.
With a wave of his wrist, a strange suction force carried James who was still about three meters away into the cold grip of his claw like nails.
URGHH!!
As a fragile human, such unexpected action caused at least half of the bones in James body to give off a cracking sound as they immediately began to disintegrate with unimaginable speed.
During this process, the pistle which James had previously been gripping slipped from his hand and hit the ground all in a split second.
"Hehe! A mere ant like you dares to order this general, hmph! You should be grateful enough to visit hell today because of this general."