Free Radical
Bluelighter
based on a nightmare i just had
he didn't believe in hell. he didn't believe in ghosts or apparaitions or spirits or the immortal soul at all. that was, at least, until he saw the altar covered in blood, floating in front of his bewildered face. an altar made of skulls--some still fleshy--many more still dripping with blood from....? the head towards the center! it's eyes OPENED its mouth OPENED--a silent SCREAM....
the milky white pupils burned deep into his brain. never again would he question the spirits, for the spirits, in turn, had begun to question HIM.
there was a table, and seated at the table, some old woman--perhaps the one who had died here--some DEAD old woman, that is, was sitting down, looking at him with pure malevolence burning in her eyes. she wanted to kill him, to hurt him in any way she could, so this was the way to do it. haunt his dreams until he went completely insane........
he didn't believe in hell. he didn't believe in ghosts or apparaitions or spirits or the immortal soul at all. that was, at least, until he saw the altar covered in blood, floating in front of his bewildered face. an altar made of skulls--some still fleshy--many more still dripping with blood from....? the head towards the center! it's eyes OPENED its mouth OPENED--a silent SCREAM....
the milky white pupils burned deep into his brain. never again would he question the spirits, for the spirits, in turn, had begun to question HIM.
there was a table, and seated at the table, some old woman--perhaps the one who had died here--some DEAD old woman, that is, was sitting down, looking at him with pure malevolence burning in her eyes. she wanted to kill him, to hurt him in any way she could, so this was the way to do it. haunt his dreams until he went completely insane........
