Novel & Cerita Horror X Dust

I replied and started moving a bit faster as the tempo of the music increased. "It'll be unfair to him if that Psycho is able to get you again because of our carelessness." The music was fast and once again, me and Kiara had to switch dance partners. Kiara was with another dance partner when suddenly, I began to feel strange in my body. I looked around and noticed some guests who were close to the entrances began to cough. I instantly let go of the lady I was dancing with and I looked around curiously. The air in the room began to get foggy and I coughed as I inhaled the air. I instantly recognized what it was, it was silver dust and it would render the Werewolves and Vampires here incapable

I could feel my heartbeat increasing. "Fuck!" Lorenzo cursed. "I'm out too" he said swapping swapping his rifle with his Beretta, he cocked it and sent a bullet to the head of a zed that got dangerously close to the pallet walls, with it's brain matter splattering on the pallet. The stench of decay filled the air immediately but we didn't give a damn, we're used to it anyways. "Smith try to contact Dave or Mark, Austin will cover your position" I said slapping off one of the infected that tried to climb the forklift with my gun.

I can't believe this is happening on the start of my mini vacation. After a few minutes of feeling sorry for myself I grab my phone to call a tow truck and realize it is completely dead. Crap, I forgot to charge it at work today. I get out of the car and walk over to the hood. I see that it is still a little smoky, so I lift the hood with a towel I had in my back seat. I have no idea what I am looking for but maybe seeing a woman on the side of the road with her head in her hood will indicate a man to stop and offer some help. Wait, isn't that how most horror movies start?

It was an infection. In the distance, a wolf howled—a sound of pure, instinctive terror. The thing that looked like Xander started to walk. He didn't run. He didn't have to. The night was his, and the portal was loose. By morning, the clearing wouldn't be the only thing that was dead. He reached down and picked up a jagged shard of the shattered tree, turning it over in his hands. "Darius," he rasped, the name tasting like a curse. "I’m going to enjoy eating your heart."

“Of course. Very serious work.” He passed her the soda. His fingers brushed hers. A little spark—not magical, just human—ran up her arm. The lights dimmed further as yet another trailer started, this one for something involving a haunted house, a mismatched group of friends, and a lot of stylish screaming. “Do you want to skip this one?” he asked quietly. “We can close our eyes and pretend it’s an insurance commercial.” “I write horror,” she said. “I can handle a trailer.”

Leo insisted. "Sure.... whatever" Lara said as she closed her eyes....Red dust began flowing around her. It increased and increased as the red dust hovered towards the direction of the girls that were caged. As the girls screamed, the red dust occupied them all and then their souls came out from these ladies and then slowly began entering into Lara. Her eyes were red with the souls mixed-up with red dust hovering around her like tornado. On seeing this, Lucas's eyes widened in shock. "Dark star?" He Said.

He feared there was a similar look in Hades's eyes as well. "I have no fear of monsters." Doll spoke in his most sultry voice, quelling his dear one's fear and enticing his Innehavre to action. "Give me all of you. I want it. I want your worst." And it was absolutely true. But then Doll was falling away, the sand taking him away. No, not the sand. The other thing. The nameless no-fur.

I can’t explain it, but it’s the same weight that always shows up before something bad happens. Celeste freezes at the door, frowning. “Wait.” She crouches down, brushing her fingers over the floor. A faint shimmer catches the light—dust, pale and metallic. “What is it?” Nate asks, leaning past me to get a better look. “You are acting very… sus.” Celeste straightens, rubbing it between her fingers, her expression darkening. “Silver refined dust. Oh… We have a serious problem” I swallow hard. “Don’t we already?”

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.

Then, abruptly, Xander stopped. I looked around. Nothing but endless shadows and towering trunks. The wind howled through the branches, whispering secrets I couldn't decipher. "This is a joke, right?" I folded my arms, irritation bubbling beneath my unease. Xander turned to me, his expression unreadable. Then, without warning, he let out a sharp, piercing whistle. The ground trembled beneath me. A deep, guttural growl echoed through the darkness. My blood ran cold. I spun, heart pounding, as a massive, hulking shadow emerged from the trees. Glowing red eyes locked onto me, and a snarl ripped through the silence, sharp and deadly.