solitudesmiles
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Joined: 8/19/2006 From: my thoughts Status: offline
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you ever so slowly begin to drift and dance with reality and the other realms.... a scream comes to surface as you embrace the odd feeling you now know as the struggle between pain and pleasure. you lay there twitching ever so lightly as you once again drift back towards reality, you awake in a fog droggy eyed and slightly stiff, as you softly trace the bite marks on your now sligtly swallon neck you question your self as if in wonder was it real or are you still dreaming, you are further awaken by a chill that is creeping towards you from the open window oddly enough you dont recall opening it as you stare out the window in awe, a slight rememberance of what just took place washes over you. she awakens and now realizes shes seeing things in a whole new light,. her suroundings almost seem to be unrealistic in a warped twighlight zone manner., the deminsions almost take on an ghostly manner, her sight seems to almost hypnotic, no inhanced in such away that she can now see every crack in the wall every detail in everything around her. she can see the sunlight comming in through the window but she cannot feel its warmth, just then she realizes her memories, her thoughts her goals her family and friends are fadeing into dreams almost like a story she heard some where not of her own slowly they begin to fade into whats seems like a fairy tale, "what is hpping to me?" she calls out, but nothing replys just some scratchings in the room next to her, or perhaps down the hall. her sence of distance is fading as a cold chill is engulfing her. taking her bit by bit leaving coldness in its wake, removing all of her warmth as it passes slowly thru out her body. she trys vigerusly to fight it to hold on to even a bit of the warmth but the coldness is to strong to powerfull for her to fight and it wins the pitiful fight that she put up. now she lay shivering and convulsing as the new sensaysions are taking over her body, shes just on the brink of passing out when a shadowy figure appears befor her eyes, weekness is taking over and she cannot see who it is..... "here drink" she hears someone say to her, still unsure of her surroundings as they spin on by she doesnt at want to drink anything defintly from a stranger that she cannot see. "drink it will make you feel better" the voice once again calls to her, in a slight annoyed voice. and once again she stubberanly refuses. she feels something grab her hair in the back of her head and forces her head back making her neck feel as if its going to crack. but oddly enough she welcomes the new sensaions. " I SAID DRINK" the voice now angerly demands as he places his bloody wrist to her mouth.she now feels a sence of dispointment as she acknowledges the fact that she has angered the figure. "thats it my flower drink it in and feel as the new life seaps thru your veins." he soothinly speaks to her as she drinks in his blood, just as the new feeling surge thru her body he stops and pulls his wrist away from her mouth., "you've had enough for now my sweet flower." he says and he walks towards the wall and fades away. her mind must be playing tricks on her she thinks and quickly gets up to find the door. she runs down the hallways certain its the way she came into this hotel but it has no ending she runs arond for what seems likes hours and at each turn she takes its only rooms and more hallways. " there has to be a way out" she thinks out loud, and then she hears laughter in her thoughts saying " you can only checkin but you cannot check out" the laughter turns into an evil sorta laughter.. and it once again fades away.. leaving her shivering, as if cold but she cannot fell anything but fear...
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