Lost Tapes Lizard Man Novels & Stories

First the secret door painted with the same colour as the wall in my room then this basement. The rooms were so compact, small and dull. The only light inside the room was just the small amount that was coming from a low watt bulb outside. Adriano pushed me inside one of the rooms, making me fall on the ground. "Adriano. I am sorry. I swear nothing like that will ever happen again. I promise. Adriano listen please. I will-" Then my eyes fell on the damp walls of the room. Two lizards. Oh shit. I am dead.

he said caressing my chin softly. " Please " I dobbed, am I really going to die, no I can't die here my baby, my baby needs to see the world, my dad must live I can't die with him, I can't die here, I took my defence there was a broken bottle nere by, despite the blood gushing from my hand, I kept striving to cut the God damn rope. I finally did, I took the bottle still with blood and bruises on my hand, I remained calm watching the man for quiet a while.

Yeah, lizard! So when I arrived, I received a message from Boras. He told me that Mr Lizard is in the human world. By the way, do not take me wrong that I am giving him names but his real name is Seth Lizardo, so I call him Mr Lizard. Awesome, isn’t it? So without waiting, I started searching for him and got him. He was living in the woods and was preparing another kind of potion. When I got there, I felt like vomiting because of the smell. It was horrible.

With my helplessly shaking legs, I take a step back, not taking my eyes off its tiny frame. “H-Hik!” I stumble by the bathroom door, still having a staring contest at the lizard. I crawl away, and the moment it moves, I get up faster than I could imagine and sprint out of the room, naked. “H-Help…” I scream, voiceless. As much as I want to yell, no voice comes out of my mouth. My chest tightens as I stumble forward, colliding with something hard. “Ouch,” I groan, rubbing my nose. I lift my head slowly and freeze. Towerering over me is a man I don’t recognize.

My phone beeped again, and I stared at Peter's next words. Peter: Lizard Park 9:30. Just you and Zander. If you don't want your friend to get hurt, don't tell anyone else. I will know if you do. Don't be late. My mind raced. I had a little more than thirty minutes to get to the location that Peter had mentioned. It was nestled next to Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park near Felton, the next town over. Lizard Park wasn't its real name. It went by Roaring Camp Railroads, but Ruthie and I had nicknamed it Lizard Park because there had been an invasion of lizards one year when we were kids. We couldn't walk two feet without almost stepping on them. The bushes rustled with their movements, making u

look. “We are vampires, we have come to ask for something.” She hadn’t prepared anything to say and was unsure if she gave the right answer, but it was better than saying nothing. There was a long period of silence and Joana was beginning to wonder if the voice heard her correctly. They began to hear a small rattling noise coming from the other end of the cave and suddenly a small black lizard came into view, the lizard didn’t crawl like a normal one did, but stood upright with a royal charisma, its shoulders lifted with a look of boldness on its face as it walked towards them.

The video stuttered to life on my laptop, the timestamp showing three weeks ago. A sterile white room. A man strapped to a chair, electrodes snaking from his temples to a humming console. His pupils were blown wide, his lips moving silently. Then—the scream. It ripped through the safehouse speakers, raw and guttural. The man’s back arched as his skin moved, something slithering beneath his flesh like serpents under silk. His jaw unhinged. And he sang.

“Fuck you.” Lazarus eyes flashed sinisterly, that smile so cold and disturbing. “You don’t want to talk? That’s fine with me.” I scream in horror. Lazarus’s eyes glowed, his fangs elongating and he dives into the man’s neck, ripping out a chunk of his flesh and spitting it onto the ground. The man gargled, blood sprouting from the wound, wide-eyed and stricken with fear as Lazarus plunges his hand into the man’s chest.

She diverted her gaze on the man alongside her, Miracle's father as indicated by her dubious memory. “Why she’s not saying something? Is she…a mute now?” she said, panicked evident in her voice. I am not mute; my lips were simply excessively stuck to one another they won't open. I attempted to move yet halted when I felt another stinging torment in my back. I can only groan when the pain grew from my back up to my chest. I can even feel it to the rest of my body parts. The next thing I knew, everything became chaotic and my visions were clouded to even see a thing. I heard another continuous humming sound but is different than the buzzing sound I heard earlier, it’s as if it’s about a warnin

“Damn it! What the hell is this!” One of the men yelled, jolting us out of our stupor. We aimed our guns at the thing that spontaneously emerged from the swamp, but Jack warned us in whispers, "Don't move! It's a massive monitor lizard. This creature is extremely sensitive to moving objects. So the faster we move, the easier it will be for him to catch up with us!" “We should squat down and slowly return,” said another armed man. We probably invaded its domain. So it appeared.”