Object Shows Inanimate Insanity Novels & Stories

I tried to pull my hand free. "You're insane." He remained silent for a few seconds. Then, in a chillingly calm voice, he said, "If you knew the crimes Gabriel has committed... you would understand who the real madman is." "And that includes what he did to you." I froze. What...? Before I could ask— The entire room shook violently. One of the flower vases crashed to the floor and shattered. Franz's eyes widened instantly. Then... That terrifying pressure filled the room, making even the air feel suffocating.

he swayed his arm to welcome him into the bedroom. The bedroom was more like an apartment, there's a foyer, two armchairs on either side, a huge round table in the middle and there's a living room, an office desk, and chairs before the actual bedroom. When he stepped in, Pasquale observed the condition of the entire room which he thought was a direct depiction of Armand's state of mind. It was chaotic, unorganized, hysterical, and borderline psychotic. He saw the naked woman lying on his bed in the bedroom, high as a kite, white powdery substance was scattered like dust, and Armand stood naked with his thing dangling in front of him.

"If I don't use lethal force, they're going to tear us apart and get to the inner sanctum!" Sofia looked down at the chaos. She saw the man in the front row—the one who had been screaming for the light—and she saw him raise a jagged piece of obsidian, ready to bring it down on the neck of a young guard who had fallen. She saw the madness in his eyes, a total absence of reason that made him look less like a human and more like one of Seraphina’s hollowed-out thralls.

the madness for his belonging was clearly seen in his eyes, which intensified her fear because he was sounding like that deadly obsessor, who could destroy anyone or anything just to have his claim over his obsession. He could kill anyone for his obsession. Anisia looked away from him because his mere gaze felt too intimidating to her, especially when she was being so close to him. It made her get that irrational thought inside her mind like he was talking about her, but this was impossible. They both were completely strangers to each other. They both knew nothing about each other, except for their names, and it should stay like this…. right? Anisia roamed her eyes around her surroundings wh

Layla suddenly darted toward her left and crouched on the floor beside her with her hands stretched out toward the floor as though she’d seen something invisible. “She’s finally running mad” I snickered inwardly as my eyes lit up in excitement at what had just happened. As if that wasn't enough evidence of her dangerously edging insanity, she stayed in the same position where she’d been bent over as though she was patting someone clean. “Are you okay? Let me help you up, please” She muttered under her breath gently like she’d been trying to pacify someone in pain and I knew she was truly done for. Everyone stared at her awkwardly because we could clearly see that there was nothing on the flo

She beginning to feel insanity after 8 hours being in this silent room, She fell asleep and woke up again 4 hours passed making 10 hours of confinement in this room. She doesn't want to go crazy or even blind she felt her eyes shifting with different rays, and she caught herself counting unrealistic stuffs, She goes insane for some seconds and snap to her right senses so quickly, that she bit her arm so hard and she finally saw color, her blood. She smiled as she stained the bed sheets with her blood, she must remain sane, "But why the heck are you not letting me out !" She yelled so loudly, as she ran towards the wall and hitting till her hands hit the door knob,

Rex’s mind was confused, muddled and mixed with contrasting desires. He felt so stoned now. Even more stoned than he had never been in his life "Lord, I'm going to die… this is insane!" "I know it’s insane…It's okay to be insane…. And you won’t die…" she whispered reassuringly, and he could hear the smile in her voice. " if you die, I die now because the insanity has catch up with both of us… and am allowing you to be fully insane tonight… because I had long gone insane as well… so… don’t hold back… let go wild together… me and you tonight… okay?”

” The woman refilled my glass with orange juice before continuing with her tale. ”He was in a rage for weeks before they bound him in a straitjacket then was taken home. As for me though, I don’t believe that he’s insane. There are too many events that has happened here that can’t be explained by mere ‘insanity’. I’m sure, you also see those happenings whenever you spend your vacation here, right?” *End of flashback sequence and the woman smiles at me* “Do you still want some crackers, Mab? I have some rice cakes that you might like to try.”

His ability to manipulate electrical currents works perfectly with Jack’s gift, and together, no lock can resist them for long. We slip inside the museum. The darkness inside is complete, thick enough to swallow sound. Calma and Clara drop their illusions, revealing the dim outlines of statues and columns that decorate the hall. “Feel anything?” I whisper to Maxwell. He shakes his head, his eyes glowing faintly. “Only rats and insects, but no vampires.” “Good,” I answer softly. “Then let’s move.”

Could anything even be more peculiar than that? He closed his eyes before wincing after feeling his head throbbing even worse. The girl continued walking senselessly while talking to herself. It looked like she hadn't realized he was already awake. She was probably too preoccupied with her thoughts, and her anxiety towards the situation. While Sane, on the other hand, still hadn’t fully grasped the situation. It was like he was trying to hold a handful of sand in his hands. She was already muttering profanities addressed to herself when Sane decided he should calm down and think about everything.