饱受折磨的激情
The city was quiet in the hour just before dawn.
The moon was shining brightly, its light illuminating the cobblestone streets and ancient buildings.
But, something was amiss in the air.
A feeling of unease hung in the atmosphere, as if there was something sinister lurking just beyond sight.
In the dead of night, a young woman was walking down the street.
She was alone. Her footsteps echoed off the walls, and the silence around her was eerie.
Suddenly, she heard a sound from a dark corner up ahead.
She stopped, her heart racing, and she clutched her bag tightly.
She hesitated for a moment, and then she took a step forward.
She had to know what was making that noise. Or, she thought, maybe it's nothing, just my imagination playing tricks on me.
But still, her curiosity got the best of her.
She slowly approached the alley, trying to be as quiet as possible. With each step, her anxiety grew, and she wondered what would happen if she found someone or something in the alley.
Finally, she reached the entrance to the alley.
She took a deep breath and walked into it, her heart pounding in her chest.
The alley was dark and empty, but there was a shadow in the corner.
She peered over, and saw a figure crouched on the ground.
"Who's there?" she called out nervously.
No answer. The shadow didn't move, and it didn't make a sound.
She took another deep breath and stepped closer.
With her heart pounding furiously, she slowly and cautiously stepped towards the shadow.
She got closer, and closer, and closer, until she was right in front of it.
Finally, she mustered her courage and leaned towards the shadow, to see what it was.
What she saw made her heart sink in her chest.
It was a body.
A body that looked like a twisted and distorted human shape, with mangled limbs and contorted features.
She froze in terror, her heart beating out of her chest.
As she stood there, the shadow suddenly seemed to move.
She couldn't believe it, her mind was playing tricks on her.
But then, it moved again.
Slowly, the shadow turned its twisted head towards her, with eyes that looked like empty sockets.
Slowly, the shadow rose to its feet, and it started walking towards her.
She didn't know what to do, she was paralyzed with fear.
The shadow was now standing in front of her.
It seemed taller than before.
It reached out its twisted hand, and she realized that she had not been hallucinating.
Its hand was covering her mouth, muffling her screams, as the shadow dragged her into the dark alley.
Her eyes were wide with fear and tears were streaming down her face.
She struggled against the shadow, but it was so strong, and it pulled her in deeper into the alley.
The shadow loomed over her, towering above her and blocking out the moonlight.
It crouched down next to her, and its hands tightly gripped her as it leaned over her, looking down at her frightened face.
She tried to scream, but the shadow's hands pressed against her mouth, and she could only manage muffled gasps.
As she struggled, the shadow's hands tightened their grip around her, but she couldn't move an inch.
She was in this shadow's grasp now.
The shadow stayed silent, but its grip on her tightened.
She tried to pull away, but she was helpless.
She whimpered and tried to yell for help, but her voice was barely heard.
The shadow then leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Relax."
Then, it leaned even closer, to her face, and it said, "It will end soon."
She closed her eyes and prayed, as the shadow lowered its face towards hers, and its hands moved slowly down her body.
She waited for the inevitable agony, but it didn't come. Instead, the shadow's hands gently caressed her face, and its raspy voice continued to speak.
"Don't be afraid," it whispered, "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to be with you."
As the shadow slowly lifted its hands off her mouth, the young woman saw that its eyes weren't empty sockets, but a pair of sharp, bright eyes.
Juno_Writes · Urbain
