Confused Screaming Novels & Stories

The cacophony of my anguish reverberated through the disintegrating dreamland, an anguishing symphony reflecting the unraveling threads of my sanity. "Liam!" My voice, strained with fear, echoed in a crescendo of torment. The name reverberated into the void, intertwining with the macabre backdrop of the collapsing castle and the sinister whispers of the distorted elders. Each scream carried the weight of my powerlessness, a plea for salvation drowned in the surreal nightmare that held me captive.

I screamed. One of the guys knelt to face me and smirked. "So, you know how to scream. It will be much better when you will scream my name later." He touched my cheek and licked his bottom lip. My head suddenly started hurting me so badly that my vision got blurred I couldn't hear their voices anymore. *FLASHBACK*

His body convulsed, and he began to scream, a guttural, primal sound that echoed in the silence. I stepped back, watching with detached amusement as his sanity unraveled, “Ah, there it is.” I murmured, “The truth beneath the lies. Ugly, isn’t it?” Xyro clawed at his skin, his screams turning incoherent, “P… please! Make it stop!” “Where is it?” I asked, a little more loudly this time. “I sold it! I sold it!” He screamed, clawing at his throat. A slow, satisfied smile spread across my face as Xyro’s confession spilled out, raw and unfiltered. His nails scraped at his throat, leaving angry red streaks, his body writhing like a snake on hot coals.

Desperate, I started banging my fists against the chamber walls, creating loud echoing sounds that even Aria couldn't explain away. "Playing on her phone? But I thought... what's all that banging?" Marcus's tone carried confusion and growing concern. I summoned every ounce of strength I had and screamed again. "MARCUS! THE BABY IS DYING! PLEASE!" This time my voice was loud enough that Aria couldn't completely muffle it. The line went quiet for a heartbeat. Marcus's voice carried confusion and a hint of panic. "What was that screaming? Aria, what's really happening there?"

I scream at her. She looks me in the eye and screams back at me. “I am not going to kill you. I am not going to kill you yet. I want you to suffer first. I want Damnation to see you suffer.” She grabs me and starts dragging me but I cannot see anything except a bright light. The voices are getting louder. I hear them saying fight her. You are stronger than her. “I don’t know how to fight her!” I scream. Sunnie stops. The light is getting brighter. The bracelet must be messing with my eyesight and my hearing. I am hearing Mayhem and the tiny voices. The night is becoming so bright.

None of it matters. I scream, not for someone in particular. Just loud, guttural. Like I’m on fire, like I’m possessed. Maybe a bear would even hear me and help. I scream until my lungs burn but it does nothing. The males carry me into the woods, and no amount of kicking or thrashing is going to stop them.

He pulled on harder and I screamed. Someone should be able to listen to me. Someone! “KOEN!!!!!” The world seemed to blur around me as I fought against the unyielding grip that threatened to drag me back into the darkness. Fear surged through my veins, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I teetered on the edge of despair. “KOEN!!!! HAROU!!?!?!?” I screamed at the top of my lungs, “ANYONE!! HELP!!!!” *** >>Koen As I left the gangster's office, my mind was buzzed with thoughts. The disappointment lingered, and I was disturbed.