Woke up in a plain room with little in it. it was a place of pain.. It was
smelly and grim. I stood up slowly wondering where I was. Then I
saw I wasn't Alone .. I stood frozen eyes glued to the gruesome site
of a man Covered in leather from head to toe, chains held him up by
hooks In his flesh On the wall leaned over a bed, his erect penis
pointing Down ward where a woman's Nude body lay On a bed, her
top half was submerged in the mattress, her breast Poked through
holes, cold and hard. Her body looked battered And used, legs spread
open, blood was all over the mattress and Between her legs. I suddenly
felt sick and ran out of the room. I was now in a hallway composing
myself and gradually the sickness I felt eased. I looked around, I
appeared to be in a old mansion or asylum because it wasn't what
you'd call sane.. I heard many Voices like Whispers, echoes of screams,
crying .. It was making My head spin. But I continued to walk as calmly
as I could, I actually found myself trying to decipher what was being said
but It was to confusing. just when I thought I was getting caught up in the
madness of this place.. I heard a Child's cry from a door.. So I went to It.
A sign by the door read ( Do not enter with out a light) I saw a lit Candle
near by so I took it then I opened the door and went inside..
this room it was like a storage room, dark with the faint light of a
window to the back. It was full of shelves with old, tattered stuffed
animals on them, more than I'd ever seen in my life.. Their dead eyes
bore a hole through me. A very uneasy feeling grew and the hairs on
the back of my neck prickled. As I made my way to the far end of the
room it seemed to take me forever And my mind was playing tricks on
me. I was hearing things like little Foot Steps or a faint growls and
from the corner of my eyes I could swear I saw the little beasts Moving,
but when I looked directly at them they were still as death.. Finally I
reached the window and looked out of it but all I saw Was fog. I noticed
I was in a play area for children, I placed the candle On the table with
chairs, there was a book shelf, toy box and a rocking Chair.. In it was a
girl with black hair she was slumped over, her long tresses flowing Over
her face into her lap.. I grew weak.. Was she dead ?? I wondered. I went
over to the chair.. ” hey, little girl .. you okay? “ I raised her head And it
was a doll made of porcelain and not a real person at all.. I couldn't Help
snicker with relief, I straitened her against the back of the chair And
was in awe at how real she looked.. Then I backed away and went To the
window where there was still nothing to see. “ where the hell am I? “ I
asked to myself..
The days light was waning And I noticed the candle grew shorter. I
took it from the table and was Going to leave when the chair the doll
was in began to rock. When the Doll suddenly spoke I dropped the
candle and it rolled out of sight, but I was to focused on the doll to care..
“ Once upon a time there was a little girl,
her mommy locked her up, She could not
get out no matter how much the little girl
would shout. Her animals got hungry and
crept up in the night and ate the little Girl
in her room locked tight.. “
Then the head slumped over again. I was being haunted by horrific visions
of the little girls painful last Memories and I knew it was her mother who
had in fact killed her most brutally. “ That poor girl..” I sighed. I just
wanted to leave this room now.. But When I turned to the direction of the
door all I saw were stuffed animals Blocking my way. The light out side
would soon fade and I knew I would be in trouble. Out of the blue words
flooded my head and consumed Me, as if possessed I had to speak them..
“ There once was a woman who came into
a room, A candle of hope to carry through
The gloom. She met a little girl who told a
Tale of woe. The flames of love ignited to
Burn the wicked foe..”
As soon as I said those words a fire swelled at the back of the room, sweeping
Over the savage little toys.. I could hear their screams, they were deafening! I
closed my ears, shut my eyes and curled up.. Then it was Smokey and quiet..
I Scrambled to the door ready to be free of this putrid smoke filled room but
The door was locked, I struggled and fought with the knob but it wasn't budging.
I hit the door and cursed at it.. There was a loud crash on the side of the room
the Doll Was on "NOW WHAT!" I moaned as I crept slowly back to investigate.
I saw the doll face down on the floor broken and I was in shock, a gasped forced
From my lungs as I looked down at it's fragile porcelain hand and saw human
bones Where pretty fingers once were.. “ OH GOD! “ I shrieked. her mother had
hid her Crime by sealing her corpse in that dolls shell.. It was almost poetic her
as fragile in Life as a porcelain doll.. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I fell to my
knees.. “ WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME!?!” no answer did I get.. As I wiped
my Tears away I noticed something shiny on the floor by the doll. It was a key on
a gold Necklace. A spark of hope surged through me and I went to pick it up but
it was Still attached so I reluctantly had to touch the hair to find the clasp, I
unlatched it And only took the key. I ran for the door, the key was a perfect fit..
And finally I Was out of that room and back in the corridor of lost voices…
WHERE TO NEXT????
By Tina Camille
Jan 16,2007
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