Horror Hello Kitty Novels & Stories

His blue eyes met mine, piercing me, holding me steady as Burney lowered the red blindfold and knotted it, blanketing my world in darkness. "Does she have to wear the hood?" "It's fine," I answered, before anyone else had the chance. "The others will feel safer for it." "If you say so," he said, sliding it over my head. My twilight world went completely black, and I had to fight a moment of panic. The pillow case wouldn't suffocate me. Burney was with me. He'd keep me safe. My friend slung a protective arm around my waist. He leant towards me and whispered near my ear. "The councillors are coming."

"Oh my God what the fuck is that? Oh my ..Hellllllllppppppp! Hellllllllllllp me anybodyyyyyyyyyy! " She kicked the beast back in the stomach, and when it was trying to blink it's eyes quickly because of the light yellow light coming to their direction,Hayley siezed the opportunity to try and run away..

'Hellhound,' Philo howled out loudly. He should be going into complete defense mode but instead he was excited. Excited? I ran behind a tree once the loud yelling of the border patrol caught my ears. Quickly Orion and I redressed, jogging over to the scene. The scent was getting harder to ignore. Something about it was making my body giddy.

I closed my eyes and got ready to say goodbye to the world. Suddenly, I heard a weird hissing sound. I tried to open my eyes to see what was happening, but I was too tired to even open my eyes. It sounded like the hiss of a pissed off cat and I suddenly remembered that I brought Morris with me! I had hoped that he would have run to safety by now, but maybe he was still here? What if the demons ate my cat?

"Are you mad? If you have a death wish, go do it yourself! Don't drag us all into it!" Some of them even gestured to attack me. Just then, however, a robotic voice came out of nowhere. [Welcome to the horror scenario, Call of the Sea. Please head towards Sea Village, find the village chief, and obtain the Villager's Code of Conduct.] At that moment, a man with an afro, who shall hereby be called Afro, who seemed very experienced with scenarios, breathed a sigh of relief. "Whoof, at least this is just an A-ranked mythological scenario. As long as we follow the rules, no one's going to die."

I was still on the third floor! That was when the familiar mechanical voice echoed once more. “Congratulations, player. You have completed the previous dungeon. Due to your popularity ranking, you have now been recalled into the game. This dungeon is titled Hospital Horror. Please find the escape door within three days. Difficulty level: S. “Due to audience demand, previous NPCs and bosses will be assigned roles in this game. Their game identities are Dr. White, Dr. Jackson, and Mr. Winchester. I wish you a pleasant game.”

I renegotiate our deal. The room is brightly lit, but shadows linger in each corner. In my mind they reach out for me like long distorted hands of an unknown beast. The action figures lined up in neat rows on the walls stare at us, their blank eyes tracking each movement. Well... for what it's worth I'm pretty sure Hellboy is supposed to look demonic.

"Why? Why? I just wanted to go home. That's all I wanted." I pulled her into a hug, my voice low. "It's okay. It's over. You can live now. Really live." She nodded through the tears, watching as I headed for the next floor. Floor 28. The player was already gone. I leaned in, careful. "Hello? Anyone home?" No reply—just barking. Then it stepped out. A three-headed hellhound, jaws soaked in blood. One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out.

“Even the parasite. It’s got a name, but it wants to be Kujo because that’s what you call it.” “Does it have anything like a gender? I hate using it.” “Guess you may use him, because his energy is sort of masculine.” “Why were you so horrified when you first saw him?” She searched for something on her phone and showed me a picture that froze me where I stood. It was a nightmarish mix of a monstrous skeleton dog with the Alien from the movie franchise. “That’s kinda what I saw,” she said, retrieving her phone to search for something else. “And this is what he would look like for you if he could.”

“Just about time. Happy Halloween, Kitten.” “What are you planning to accomplish with this? Do you think you’re untouchable because you killed some cops?” I stood up from the ground immediately; my entire body was alert when another growl came. I couldn’t tell what animal it was from, but it was getting close, too close.