روايات وقصص ضمن Corpse Party Blood Covered: Repeated Fear

Carlos POV Blood. It was dripping from every opening in her body and her body was shaking vehemently in my arms. I choked on my words, my fear getting the better of me. " What the hell is happening?" I asked, afraid of what was next. I tried to suppress my growl, my insides slowly hurting at the sight of the blood. My hands shook nonstop, trying to stop the blood seeping out from the openings. I was failing miserably. I let out a growl, frustrated and afraid. One thing kept ringing in my head.

He said in a somber tone, and then he continued, “I have covered this hand in a lot of blood, and do you know? I enjoy every time blood spouts from their throats.” Kanya imagined that, and then she screamed in fear.

The blood of those people they killed. Wolves. They were wolves and they killed and…the blood… Tremors shook me to the core. I broke into a cold sweat, as the familiar sensation of panic began to take hold. ‘So much blood.’ every breath I took stabbed me to the core, my throat growing tighter with each until I could barely hear it above the sound of my voice. They…wolves…blood… A movement in the corner of my mind was my sole distraction, whipping my head, I met both men closer to me than before.

His voice was sharp, urgent, cutting through the fog of my own fear. I could only nod, my mind numb. The reality of what was happening, the sheer, brutal reality of it, crashed down on me. "Help me lift her!" I yelled, my voice hoarse. Together, we heaved her into the car. Every movement was agony for her, and she moaned softly. I cradled her head in my lap, her hair, usually so vibrant, now matted with sweat and blood. My hands, now completely covered in her blood, shook uncontrollably. I stared at them, the crimson staining my skin a stark, horrifying reminder of what had happened.

As the realization sinks in that it is blood pouring out of the barrels, I let out a scream of terror. Quickly scrambling to my feet, I wipe my hands on my pants, trying to shake off the shock of the gruesome sight before me. Feeling horrified by the sight of the blood, I take a step back and suddenly collide with a solid presence behind me. Startled, I let out a scream and exclaim, "Blood! There's blood!" The person behind me leans in closer, his warm breath brushing against the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

As I watched the car tear down the road, my heartbeat matched the speed on the screen. Then there was a loud bang. The driver jumped out to look. The footage shows two adults lying on the ground, and the victim's baby had been tossed a distant away. There was blood everywhere. It was so terrible that I almost couldn't watch. Charles and Freddie wiped at their eyes beside me. Then, unbelievably, Maeve said they weren't dead and backed the car up to run over them again. When the relatives saw that, they went completely berserk. "Charles! Freddie! I don't care who was driving. Kill them both!!

Riven POV When Fear Reaches the Palace The smell followed me. Even after leaving the forest. Even after washing the blood from my hands. It clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t shake. Death. That was all I could smell. That was all I could think about. Drained bodies. Gray skin. Empty eyes. No blood. No wounds. Just lifeless shells. And that terrified me more than any battlefield ever had. Because this wasn’t war. This was something worse.

CW: Body Horror. Graphic Violence. Religious Trauma. Psychosis. Sexual Violence. Childhood Abuse. ——— The meat was cooked perfectly. Rare. Blood pooled around the edges of the plate, and I watched it with the same appreciation I always had for the color red. I especially liked the red that Remy Calloway wore. “No! Please! Please! I won’t— I won’t try to run away anymore! I’ll be good! I’ll change! Please— ah!”

I don’t know if I was still holding it because I was scared the ‘thing’ would get back on its feet and pounce on me again or because I was afraid I was going to come across something like that again. The blood had made a huge puddle around the dead body now yet still I was afraid to look away from it. Stop it Renma! I closed my eyes. Get up! This isn’t the first dead body I’ve seen! Sure, the first I’ve killed but not the first corpse! I took a deep breath and got up. Then I opened my eyes and looked down. The body didn’t move. I sighed in relief. I nodded at myself but kept the rock in my hand.

In essence, the Corrupters looked like they were possessed by something and the sight of them made me uncomfortable in so many ways. A shiver rolled down my spine seeing this and I stood there with my claws out— but then I was scared. Fear gripped me now and I soon realized this from the way my hands began to tremble and breathe. There were dead people on the ground; literal dead people and I had never seen one before.. This was a real battle; and I had never been in one before.. My heart thumped really fast now and I didn’t know when I started to back away. Coming here was a mistake. I don’t know what moved me to do so but it was definitely gone now and I was rendered—