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The Runner Nightcreature If you think you have what it takes to impress the Nightcreature, then send your submission to the email address listed below. There will be no reward other than to beat out a story of the Nightcreature's, however if I recieve enough emails requesting one, an address will be posted and a small entry fee will be charged. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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His heart is beating in his chest like a triphammer, barely pumping blood out before it pumps new blood in. The pain in his feet has already reached his shins and is slowly traveling higher. Breath is coming in frenzied gasps, almost to the point of hyperventilation. Legs feel like rubber, the pain in his side almost unbearable. Still, he runs on. The pack of hideous, stoop-shouldered ghost things close behind. Their nonsensical chatter of grunts and moans loud in his ears. Underneath, is a voice that makes his skin crawl with its' very unnaturalness. It is a voice from the grave, from beyond. It is a voice of the damned. "Weee hhuunnggeerr!" "Weee wwaanntt!" "Weee nneeeedd!" With each phrase the pack comes closer, ever closer. He risks a look back, they are so close that he can make out their faces. The rotten, tattered hole for a nose. Greenish dessicated flesh, stretched so tightly over the bones that it is ripped and hangs off in strips. Thin bloodless lips opened to reveal uneven, rotting rows of yellow and black teeth. Behind these, a fuzzy black mass of rotting, putrescent flesh that might once have been a tongue. Deep in the sunken sockets, almost hidden by the shadows, lie twin, rotting black eyeballs that glow with an unnatural hunger. Deep in those eyes, the hypnotic writhing and contorting of thousands of maggots is visible. The only thing that saves him is a loose cobblestone. As he stumbles, the spell is lifted and he accelreates out of their grasp. The packs horrific claws had only been inches away. The pain in his legs has gone all the way up to his hips, and increased in intensity, legs are on fire with the pain. Pain in the side has spread to the entire torso. Heart beating so fast it begins skipping beats, the beats so loud that he can hear nothing else. Except for the sibilant, whispering voice that chills him to the very core. "Weee hhuunnggeerr!" "Weee wwaanntt!" "Weee nneeeedd!" Just as he begins to give up and slow down, he rounds a corner and sees the hotel where he is staying. Hope surges through him, he runs faster, the pack falls behind. He is exhulatant, all those years of daily jogging are finally paying off. "You're going to make it!" His mind screams to him. He repeats the phrase with each step, the pain lessening, breath slows and deepens, legs firm up. The gibbering, scabrous pack behind him howls, as if sensing his impending escape. He almost falls as his feet pound down on the steps to the hotel. He stumbles up the steps, across the porch and crashes into the front door, frantically scrabbling for the knob. Grasping it finally, he throws all his weight into turning it. The knob doesn't move, for a panic stricken moment he freezes. Turning the knob the other way, he staggers through the open door, slams it shut, and locks it behind him. Moments later, the hideous creatures hammer at the door, howling their anguish at his escape. Taking a few faltering steps, he collapses to the floor and slowly slides down the long back tunnel of oblivion. Before he can fully succomb to the loving embrace of unconsciousness, he feels a cool hand on his face. He struggles against the shackles of oblivion and finally opens his eyes. He finds himself staring into the hideous ruin of a face that had been chasing him. The thing opens its' mouth, maggots spilling out onto him and burrow into his flesh. As the worms eat into his brain, he spies a small golden pendant dangling from the creatures' neck. The same pendant that he admired before, nestled between the lovely breasts of the innkeeper. "Weee hhuunnggeerr!" "Weee wwaanntt!" "Weee nneeeedd!" | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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