Caesor, the beast in the dark.   Author:  56369  Category:(Fiction) Created:(9/8/2002 11:26:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (390 times) Amanda Screamed, and sat up straight, clutching her chest and breathing heavily. She realised it was just a dream. In the middle of the dark, she smoothed the creased out of her top that was the victim of an iron grip in her dream. Flicking back the covers her bare legs were exposed to the heavy winter air. Her feet touched the icy ground and made theyre way down the unfamilular hallway. Amanda was visiting her Great Aunt, while her mum was in hospital. This house was gothic and deemed unwelcoming at first. Amanda tip towed down the old stair case, shaking off chills down her spine. Squinting she felt her way down toward the kitchen, wary of all the antiques in the hall. Once she reached the kitchen she stopped dead. Her dream. She dreamt she was in this kitchen, and she dreamed that she was killed. Killed by what? She had woken up before she had time to see anything. She reached up slowly to where her Great aunt kept the Glasses. Her long delicate fingers curled around the glass, when all of a sudden she felt a something warm and wet on her ankle. Clutching the glass she threw it down at the floor and fled down the hall to the stair case. After her she heard footsteps. The sound of them, were not human like. They scraped and skidded, the sound of claws. In a panicked state she bounded up the stairs, Crashing into Walls in the pitch Darkness that surrounded her. Then she fell. She did not expect that last step. But the old house had tricked her, and now she lay, Defenceless and in fear. The scrapping of the claws, the beast as she presumed was slowly making its way up the staiirs, she could feel its presence now, getting closer and closer. She closed her eyes, not that it made a difference, and buried her head into the old carpet benieth her. Frozen like the air around her, she lay there... You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  56369 ( Click here ) Spring is coming