Corpse Party Blood Covered: Repeated Fear 소설 & 이야기

I couldn't say which, and the not being able to say which frightened me more than almost anything else had. I had stopped trusting my own hands. Twice now I had looked down to find blood on them and no memory of how it had gotten there. Once I found myself standing over the fresh corpse of something with too many limbs, its blood black and steaming on the gray ground, and I could not remember the fight that had put it there, only a gap in my thoughts shaped exactly like violence.

“DIE, DIE, DIE!” A dreadful voice screams then laugh maniacally while holding by its hand a bloody sword which crimson blood drips from its handle up unto its pointed blade. All the while as it stands on top of a pile of corpses where the foul smell of its victims’ flesh is torn upside down and are bathing with their blood. “Help me.” His voice faintly echoes and for the first time wherein a shivering fear is eating him alive, consuming him slowly and painfully marking the trauma that he will surely live forever.

The day their lives got ruined for good. Alex stopped in his tracks when he eyes sighted something and he immediately couldn't breath... The entire floor of the room was covered in blood, and someone laid on the ground also covered in blood... his whole body started to tremble uncontrollably and he tried to look away or move but he could...His body was frozen in fear, his eyes wide in horror as he continued to stare at the lifeless body on the ground... His body slowly started to move on its own and began to move towards the lifeless body and Alex tried to stop his legs from moving, but he couldn't... He didn't have control over his own body...

Blood, a stark and unwelcome guest, splattered across the floor and walls, a macabre tapestry of fear. Fear, raw and unyielding, gripped my heart in its icy embrace. Jenny, missing in a sea of scarlet. Panic clawed at the edges of my mind, threatening to consume me whole. Questions swirled like a tempest in my thoughts Who would dare to harm her? Why would they do such a heinous act?

WARNING:- This chapter contains heavy sexual content not suitable for young readers. Blood. Every place my eyes land I find blood. Its dark colour strapping around me like a vine forcing me to watch and take in the sight filling me with intense fear. The ground is filling up like a closed tub whilst the sky pours, the redness painting my flesh. Looking down at my palm I wonder whose blood this is. I am drenched in it. My heart thumps, the only time I can feel fear is not of battles but of losing someone dear to me. I am scared. Shivering I clutch my body tightly looking for a way out from where I am locked up.

Somewhere in the middle of the spine-chilling darkness, the heavy scent of blood curdled in the air. The surroundings were dyed in red. Old and new puddles of blood were forming everywhere. Looking at it One could undoubtedly imagine what had transpired not long ago. Corpses were scattered everywhere. Bloodied limbs and stumps were littered across the areas, and In the midst of this nightmare someone seemed to still be breathing, although faintly.

"This isn't my fault, alright? I just didn't want you to stress out. I mean, if you knew about this earlier, you'd be freaking out too, right?" "Seeing it with my own eyes doesn't just freak me out. It terrifies me. What's going on? I've only been gone a few years, and now I'm wanted across the entire country?" Sitting in the car, I listened as Amber slowly explained what had happened during my absence. Even after she finished, I could not snap out of it for a long time. Although I had already guessed who was behind it, I still felt a chill crawl over me. His methods were terrifying.

Blood stained the dirt as the battle raged on, the scent of fear and violence filling the night air. The scent of fear and violence filled the air, mingling with the metallic stench of blood. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched in a mix of horror and relief as Azriel swiftly dispatched the remaining two vampires. The lifeless bodies lay strewn across the ground, a grim to the battle that had just unfolded.

I couldn't believe that was the man that had been pulled in still breathing a few seconds ago Blood started flowing from his body, the metallic tang of blood filled the air, making me choke back a sob. Anastasia gasped, her hand flying to her chest. The horror in her eyes mirrored the terror I'd felt that night. It was a primal fear, the kind that clawed its way up from your gut and wouldn't let go. "Clean up this mess", Damien barked at his men and two of them swiftly dragged away the dead man's body, leaving a crimson trail that snaked across the floor. The stench of blood hung heavy in the air, an additional layer of horror, as I stood there watching the entire scene. I wished it was just

Drops of his blood stuck on my face, and on my hands as I trembled on the floor, unable to believe my eyes. “ Are you…scared? ” The familiar voice whispered. My head snapped up. My eyes found the black holes, filled with malice that I couldn’t stomach. My gaze traced his bare-inked upper body. I couldn’t focus on his hard muscles that were covered in blood. So much blood. I panted as I looked all around me. I was sitting in the piles of bodies. Headless corpses were everywhere. To my right. To my left. In front of me. Around me.