Chapter 2

Every soul accumulated within this trap house entered into the room shutting them off from the outside akin to regurgitated meat, they all lined beside each other as if they're final day before execution and waited as they were assigned a number. Perfection had raised it's eyes toward the dark with it's dim and quickly fading light. A SCrEeCH echoed from west but evading the light would surely lead to their deaths, the air thickened like a burning block of ice and yet their bodies reeked of deathly odors splashing it's fowl stench across the pulsating interior. The clashing of teeth shined within the dim light and a swift gust of air piloted east allowing the screams to rupture. A sea of clocks ticked and tocked as the air began to grow frigid with a passing gust of wind, shards of glass lied broken beneath the windows... Dried bits of a crimson liquid soaked the carpets leading toward a door with it's clock's glowing red dot fixed upon it. The cold air drew a numbness within those shadowy walls causing the interior to quake and collapse yet little of value was crushed just a few nails hidden inside the wall's bosom... The door creeked open with scrape marks engraved into the boards beneath it becoming more visible as a pitch black light oozed within the room dripping from it's inward curving fangs and low dim eyes. As the mass drew closer the air grew into a seething flame painting all in red and collapsing the interior caging the dark within a glowing burst of true light.