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The Echoes

I fall onto my bed, exhausted from working late. I bury myself in the warm covers, and soon, sleep comes to drift me away from the world. In my dream , I find myself wandering along a dark corridor. All I do is walk. I walk, and walk, and walk, with no sense of purpose. I glance around, looking at my surroundings, and see a dense, strange mist up ahead. Before I know it, I'm walking through it. It engulfs me, choking me in its white grasp. No matter where I look, all I can see is white, the mist soon becomes fog. What could it be? What could it mean? I'm stuck here, I can't stop walking, but I can't escape the fog. My limbs seem possessed to keep moving, my mind is a blur of confusion. Then, something changes my thoughts. I feel the hairs on my neck grow stiff; my body goes rigid; my heart starts pounding. Something is coming. I turn around, but it feels as if the threat is coming from all directions. I need to try and escape this but my limbs remain frozen. I see a black arm reach out, and I reel back in shock. Another comes up behind me, and another. A pair of red eyes appear in from of me, a flame flickering in each of them, and a thin mouth. "I am Aka Manah" a voice rasps. I see shadows of devils dance, and I realise. I can't wake: ever.

A/N
~when I entered it I changed the ending to :
(I see shadows of devils dance,  and I realise...) All I hear, are echoes.~

Welp, I reached the maximum amount of words I can write (I wrote this for a competiton). What do you think of my short horror story? :3 The picture is of the demon Aka Manah, the demon who stops beings fulfilling their mortal purpose: e.g being a good parent.

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