When she awoke in her hut, the screams of the village’s people was beyond the horror that any nightmare could create. She sat up startled in her bed, her eyes wide with fear. “What is happening,” she thought. The smell of burning wood was so intense, she thought her own hut was on fire. When the body of a man came crashing through her hut, half his face missing and one of his legs was gone. She screamed and stumbled out of her hut. Once outside, she could see body’s ripped in half and blood covering the dirt path through the village and it made it look like mud. All the huts in the village were on fire and the screaming was still roaring of the villages people being killed. Her husband was nowhere to be found. She felt the ground shaking from under her feet, almost as if the ground was going to split in half. She began to run through her village for help, but no one insight was alive, and the village became suddenly silent. A boy came walking out from behind a half burning hut, his arm was missing and his face was covered in blood. He reached out toward her with his only arm, but before he could say anything a large giant six headed spider with spear pointed legs rose up and stood over the village. Within seconds the spear shaped leg dropped down through the boy and split him in half. The woman screamed and stumbled backwards. The giant spider shrieked so loud it made her ears ring and then bleed. She jumped to her feet and grabbed a lantern off the ground and began to run towards the woods.
When she got to the tree line, the ground under her began to shake. And she could hear the giant spider running after her. “PLEASE GOD HELP ME,” she screamed. The ground shook so hard it made her stumble and fall. She went to get up and the giant spider struck its spear shaped leg straight through her hand. She began to weep and scream, hoping and praying that this was all a dream. But as she gazed upon her hand, half of it was severed and blood was running everywhere. The adrenaline spiked and she leaped up, grabbed the lantern with her other hand and began running as fast as she possibly could. A field clearing came into sight, right before she reached it, she could see the next village’s fire light. She begged for help, yelling as loud as possible. But she was still to far for anyone too hear. She broke through the clearing, then turned to see how far away the spider was. She could see all of its red eyes glowing looking down upon her. Suddenly the spear arm rose out of the blackened night. It was so big it seemed like it came from the sky. The tip of the spear arm sliced up the front of her body knocking her backwards and on to the ground. She was gasping for air and blood was running everywhere. The giant spider walked over her. The weight and power of the spiders walk was so strong and heavy she bounced up off the ground. She laid still unable to move, taking in what would be her last breaths. The night grew quite for only a moment, her eyes began to grow heavy and flutter up and down. Before she drifted off she was able to turn her head to the village the lantern laid beside her. She could see her reflection from the light and the glass around the lantern. Blood covered her face as the boy she seen killed only moments ago. As she peered up she seen the fires start and the giant spider begin to pierce through huts and people. Then the screaming started and she drifted off to sleep.
The family was torn on what to do. Everyday grows more maddening and exhausting . Their daughters shrieks keep everyone up at night. They’ve padded her bedroom walls like a mental hospital, her head can not take anymore blows to the wall. She would bang her head over and over again if she was given the chance. The doctors, therapists, and even the priests don’t know what to do. She is a threat to herself and society. She has almost escaped twice now, the parents can’t help but to doze off every once in a while since they haven’t slept in weeks. They have no choice but to lock her in the basement where she will be unable to escape.
The parents waited for the first in many nights, for their daughter to finally fall asleep. The mother grabbed her legs, the father grabbed her upper body and brought to the basement room with the great metal door. The father spent the previous night installing six locks on the door, and putting bars over the window. As they carried their daughter down the stairs, the parents weeped, at the sight of their daughters self inflicted bruises. They put her in the bed and took one more glance at her, before she wakes and starts screaming again. The priest says the demon will not stop until she is dead. The priest advised putting a single tv in the room with her, playing non stop sermons to hopefully stir demon out of her. For anyone being in the room is far too dangerous, the demon is too violent and too strong to restrain. She has already broken through three sets of restraints, almost over powering two full grown men while they tried to exercise the demon out of her. As they stood in the doorway gazing at their daughter, the biggest concern they have is if she will begin smashing her head on to the stone basement wall. The priest and parents, agreed that if any physical harm started they would intervene and try their best to stop it.
When the daughter awoke her eyes were bloodshot red and her head was pounding. “What is going on,” she said in a strained voice. As she begin to awaken more, she could feel the demon steering in her mind and fighting for control. She sat up suddenly, the demon was on the verge of control. That is when the tv began to play. The sermon began and she could see a pastor reading from the Bible, but the demon made her ears start to ring so she was unable to hear. The girl began to weep and plead for her mind back. She concentrated as hard as she could on the tv, hoping and attempting to pray for release. The demon began to laugh hysterically through her, and then began making her slap herself over and over again. “Please stop, please stop,” she screamed with agony. The demon laughed more and more. Then she felt as if someone snapped her head backwards and she felt a terrible crack inside her neck. She opened her eyes and through the blurry vision of her tears she seen the most beautiful hazel eyes. The demon rested his long taloned hand on the side of her cheek and for a moment she felt peace. She started to feel herself drift to sleep, the demon leaned forward and whispered into her ear. “You’re mine.” She snapped her eyes open and saw the beautiful hazel eyes turn to pure hate, and she could now see the long black horns and the razor sharp teeth. She let out a long shriek and the demon set her flying forward through the tv. The parents and priest, heard the loud shriek and the something smash in the room. They stood stunned, paralyzed in place. “DEAR GOD WHAT HAS IT DONE,” the parents yelled hysterically. The mother dropped to her knees and began to pray. The father opened the door and when he looked in he saw his daughters mangled body smashed in to the tv.
He stands still, staring out of the abyss, waiting, contiplating on the eyes that will move upon him. He shows no emotion, for he can feel none. The only thing he knows is the eye’s will move upon him, then he will take their soul. The places he will take them will make them regret ever gazing upon him.