As I peeked through the hole, cut by my switch blade, blood red eyes bored into me. My soul shook inside me, looking for an escape. The souls of my feet began to burn, and I started to sweat as if I were melting in a hot boiling pot. My brain rattled, knocking into my skull furiously. I felt like I was about to explode, but with that feeling came the sense that I was being lifted out of my body and dragged down a rocky hill. My breathing accelerated, my pulse was loud behind my ears. I began to shake as I realized I was about to die. He broke through the wall and reached for my neck. “Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun,” the scary music played at the back of my mind(or “sounded at the back of my head”) as his fingers crept closer to my throat. “Dun-dun-dun-dun….”
I sat up suddenly, letting out a faint scream and smacking my head against the top bunk. I looked around; I was still in my room, Ian snoring louder than ever above me. I turned around to fix my pillow and screamed.
A small photograph of the same red eyes lay softly on my pillows edge. I scooted myself to the end of the bed, grabbed the post, and closed my eyes. Something, sounding some what like laughter, sounded in my head. The snoring stopped abruptly. Another laugh twice as loud.
I opened my eyes slowly, Ian’s face was right in front of mine. My arms lost grip of the side of my bed frame and I fell onto the floor.
Ian sat up from his hanging position. “Are you okay,” he asked me.
I felt the back of my head, “I think so…” I tried to get up but failed, my head hit the floor for the second time. Ian jumped off the top bunk and held out a hand in my directions. I hesitated but eventually took the help.
Ian sat me back down on my bed and then sat down on the floor in front of me. “You sure your all right?” His eyes locked on mine for a second, then danced around the room. His hand settled on my knee for a moment but then was reached out again and he was standing.
“What?” I asked, confused.
He glanced at the confused expression my face held, “Come with me!” He took a deep breath, then bent down and picked me up.
“Where are we going?” I asked, but more confused than before, as he held me against his chest.
He just winked at me, ” You’ll see…,” he said, motion for me to look in front of him, and fading out as he did so. He turned his face toward the window.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” I squirmed in his arms.
He turned back to be, flashing a bright smile and locking my gaze. “Just trust me,” he whispered. Then he kissed the top of my head and ran toward the window.
“No. NO. NOO!” And with that we hopped out the window, and fell, with my screaming, the whole way down.