Horror Skeleton の小説・ストーリー

A voice started to sing about trembling and shaking as she reached her hand out to the edge of the screen, beckoning some unseen partner to join her. The other dancer turned out to be a skeleton. Glowing white bones jangled along to the music, while the girl smiled and laughed. Occasionally, lights would glare off the fishing line that was holding the skeleton upright but most of the time the flat black background made the illusion eerily convincing. The two danced and rocked to the music, and I felt my toe start to tap along. The girl’s smile was real, and you couldn’t resist smiling along. Then he came into the frame. He looked exactly like he did that night. Black suit, black eyes. A smea

Beneath the moonlight, the room wasn't as illuminated as it was during the day, but I could still see clearly. When I turned my head, I saw that Zane wasn't here! He must have gone to the basement to "work out". This time, I wanted to see with my own eyes what kind of "workout" he was doing. When I sat up, I heard a rattling noise as my left hand was pulled down. I tugged harder, only to find a silver handcuff around my wrist! The handcuff was connected to a chain that was firmly tied to the leg of the bed frame!

It was as if I was watching an horror movie, the only difference being that I had a ticket to see it happen live. He burnt till he was nothing but skeleton. She poured another quantity of the brown stiff in the same glass and swirled it around in her hand, then she mouth it her mouth, in a flash she sprayed all of it on him on the ground. The skeleton seem to make a sound and then it buckled as if finally sent to Hades.

- Dessa as soon as the skeleton release from Timot fingertip *wwwooogg!!!* the skeleton was thrown very far away!!! "wwooaaahh!!"- John Carl the skeleton slams near the gasoline station and it suddenly create noise using the gate near it! but after some time it attacks the zombie! "aaahhh! my communication again is lost!"- Christian "Okay, let's move now most of the zombie are running towards the skeleton!"- Bobby we move outside of the gate of the building

She then widened her eyes seeing the person earlier lying coldly on the floor. She gazed at the skeleton then to the corpse, confused. Did the undead kill her instead? However, the possibility of that happening was absurd. How could they kill their own master? Hellion let out a cold laugh as it echoed inside the room. She glanced at the skeleton in front of her and motioned it to step forwards. The skeleton rattled as it looked at her wagging finger. It was a bit confused but it obediently walked towards her and stand closer to her. Hellion laughed again, this time she felt ridiculous at the fact she could called out and order a skeleton.

Suddenly the wind kicked up, hard and fast, tearing through the hollow like a scream. Nova jerked back. "We need to go." Atlas hesitated. "We haven’t seen what—" "We seen enough!" Wren shouted over the wind. A shape shifted behind the tree. Not human. Not animal. Just... wrong. They ran. Feet slipping in the mud, branches lashing at their arms, breath burning. They didn’t stop until the air turned light again, the shadowline behind them. Back at the Bone House, they collapsed in a heap. No one spoke for a long while.

They stopped when they saw her and moved away from the casket,beckoning her to come closer. An unknown peace came over her as she inhaled deeply and felt her horror and apprehension dissipate as she crossed the short distance between herself and the casket. Looking down,Beth stared at her own face. “How is this possible?”she asked,touching her hair,her face,her arms,as if to make sure she was still breathing and living.This was unbelievable.She was staring at her own corpse in morbid fascination. The tallest of the singing children,a beautiful young girl with the voice of an angel,was the one to answer her.

Although the others could deal with the skeletons, they were not mentally as strong as Philip, so they were all huddled in a panic. Although the bones were shattered, their bad premonition remained. When Philip approached a pile of broken bones, the bones suddenly started to move and turn into a skeleton at lightning speed. More importantly, the skeleton not only restored its original appearance but also held a weapon in its hand. Every skeleton held a different weapon, and the whole scene looked very bizarre. The weapons were made of white bones, looking very menacing and sharp. Philip felt something was wrong and was about to take action when the skeletons attacked him.

Zach walked inside, and the door behind him locked with a click. He did not care. The haunted house was completely dark, and he could not even see his hands. Suddenly, a ghost with white clothes on and a face full of blood jumped out, waving around. Zach reached out and pulled the ghost's wig off. "Little guy, aren't your props just too badly made? You're trying to scare me like that?" The ghost was speechless. Zach really was quite bold. No matter what happened, whether it was something scary or bloody, he was not scared at all. The whole way went smoothly.

I approached it cautiously and as I got closer and closer even more, I can confirm that I saw something lying unmoving on the ground next to the carousel. In that very moment, my heart began to beat faster as it slowly sinked in to me that from the shadows emerged a ghastly sight — a human skeleton, still clad in tattered clothes, lying face down in a pool of dried blood. A scream rose unbidden in my throat as I stumbled back in horror.