Nyctophobia
Cold and constricted. Embraced by the unknown and the state of hopelessness grasping one tightly. Bone-chilling to the point you can't get warm. The silence, sinister.
That's how he, described darkness. Feeling the weight of darkness pushing onto him, the lack of heat shivered through him. The brunette's chest felt heavy as he strained to see beyond the seemingly solid black walls around him. The slow ticking of the clock making him tremble as he pushed all his efforts to look through the pitch darkness. Then came the void of silence. He loathed the gloomy aura and stillness of the room, as if none were breathing.
That's when he heard it, creaking noice of the stairs. The bruenette tried to sink deeper in the hard barrier against his back, tears piling at the corner of his eyes as he felt a figure stop in front of him. The controlling and menacing ambience clasping the figure, the atmosphere thickening when the poor boy let out a choked sob. He tried his best to keep his emotions imprisoned but to no avail.
What happened next? No one knows.
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That's how he, described darkness. Feeling the weight of darkness pushing onto him, the lack of heat shivered through him. The brunette's chest felt heavy as he strained to see beyond the seemingly solid black walls around him. The slow ticking of the clock making him tremble as he pushed all his efforts to look through the pitch darkness. Then came the void of silence. He loathed the gloomy aura and stillness of the room, as if none were breathing.
That's when he heard it, creaking noice of the stairs. The bruenette tried to sink deeper in the hard barrier against his back, tears piling at the corner of his eyes as he felt a figure stop in front of him. The controlling and menacing ambience clasping the figure, the atmosphere thickening when the poor boy let out a choked sob. He tried his best to keep his emotions imprisoned but to no avail.
What happened next? No one knows.
- Khushi Kaul
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