Scream.

You’re alone.

It’s dark.

Danger’s all around you.

Hold your breath.

Close your eyes.

Pretend it’s not there.

But whatever you do,

don’t scream.

You tremble,

fighting the urge to run in the opposite direction.

To open your eyes.

To see.

You can feel them.

Handless fingers caressing your skin like gentle lovers . . .

. . . only love is the last thing on their mind.

“Open your eyes…” the darkness whispers,

voice like dripping honey, breath a vigorous embrace.

You’re pulled towards the cordless music, a wicked symphony in a soundless world,

and unbeknownst to you, your feet are moving.

Something pries your eyes open little by little, inch by inch.

You cringe.

A sound escapes your lips—tightly clasped—and the wind quiets in an effort to catch it.

“…You know you want to.” the voice persists.

Fear—

It’s consuming you . . .

seeping through your pores,

tearing through your mind,

you open your eyes . . .

 . . . and scream.

– Short Story written by Jae Lei Nyght