Tunnel Vision

Despite my heavy breathing because of the fever, I can hear the ringing silence clearly in-between breaths.

I lay facing the wall, but I feel something is watching me. I don’t want to look back and find out... I really don’t.

Unable to sleep, I flip around and unwittingly face the direction I dreaded. Darkness veiled the room, except for the long, thin line between the edge of the door and its frame. I feel like something is walking past that thin sliver of light.

“Don’t be a wuss, Sam” I whisper to myself as I slowly sit up on the bed. As I stand up, I feel light-headed. I keep my eyes on the door but notice everything in my vision elongate and miniaturise, and the door seems further away.

I force myself to get to the door and open it. There was nothing there. “No light means no shadows”. I switch off the hallway light and walk back to the bedroom. I shut the door and the light and walk back to bed.

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After the bedroom lights switch off, a towering figure can be seen standing behind Sam. A car drives past on the street and its light comes through the window. It slowly travels up this creature, revealing his features: long, thin legs. Arms even longer, reaching below its knees. Torso thin and sickly with broad shoulders. Mouth with disgusting protruding teeth in seemingly no order. A missing nose. And finally red blood, bulging ecstatic eyes.

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Author's note: This story was created for Mother Combs challenge, which is to write a campfire horror story in 75-250 words (here). Had to use the max number of words for this one, but it was fun having to figure out how to cut down the story but still make it interesting (don't think I did it too well here because of the story i chose to tell, but i like it still). Why don't you try this challenge out too? writing something new can always be interesting!