Palette pt 4by *purplekecleon

Fan Art / Digital Art / Painting & Airbrushing / Games

She knew that voice, and that wasn’t a good thing at all. She knew what it was capable of; of what it intended to do. Her mind numb with fear, she started down the stairs to the basement - her last resort. There wouldn’t be a window down there. She was at the bottom of the stairwell when she heard the window in her bedroom slide open further. Knowing full well what would happen if she stopped to look back, she kept her gaze focused on the door right in front of her.

Unlocking the door and opening it was easier said that done, as she was more than a bit panicked. She did it though, and she did it before the thing made its way down to her. Slamming the door shut and placing the lock upon it, she fell to the ground leaning against a wall, covered in a thin layer of cold sweat. She sat there for a while lost in her thoughts, of which there were surprisingly little. She’d just survived an encounter with something evil, something she had no defense against. It wasn’t fair, really. She had been prepared to deal with anything but what came for her this night. For now, though, she was alone in the quiet solitude of her darkened room; just her and her thoughts, and her art.

Her darkened room? She never extinguished the lantern earlier when she left, did she?

She came to a very final realization. All of the windows and the darkness had been a trap to lure her away from any means of escape, and now she was trapped in a small room with no way out.

She saw it, then. How she managed to see something in that pitch black room she did not know, but that really didn’t matter at all now.

A smile. An impossibly long row of razor sharp teeth made itself evident below cold, staring eyes. Countless claws made their way towards her along the wall, floor, and ceiling. There would be no more running now, no more escaping.

As the claws and teeth closed in on her, she wished she at least had gotten something to eat.

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