Iron Grip

…knowing that whatever waited at the bottom was going to be better than what was chasing me

Running. Running up and up. Up a Dark abandoned stairwell. Running and running up. Something is chasing me. I can’t hear it but I know it’s chasing me, so I keep running. Up and up. I finally reach the top and burst through the door at the top and onto the roof. It’s night. There are no stars, no city lights, just rough outlines of buildings in the distance. I can’t tell if it’s foggy or just that really dead of night.

It’s still chasing me, so I slam the door shut behind me and run across the roof. There’s no where to go. Looking everywhere. I suddenly see one of those construction tubes leading down….knowing that whatever waited at the bottom was going to be better than what was chasing me, I dive in headfirst. As soon as I start to slide down….an iron grip; a cold freezing hand grabs my ankle and immediately stops me…

I keep trying to scream but no sound comes out as I’m pulled out of the tube, and that’s when I realize there is no actual being there, but I can still feel the grip around my ankle like it was made of steel. As I’m raised upside down out of the tube by this invisible entity….just darkness….and then nothingness.


© 2017 Mj Gale

White Rage

… I can hear it’s force rip and tear and shred.

I have been captured with a bunch of people. I can hear that there is a group of them nearby, but I am alone. We are outside in the desert. Our captors have singled out one  person in particular, and they keep antagonizing them. I’m off to the side and I warn them “hey, I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
I can’t see around the corner where they are with the prisoners, but all of the sudden, there is a major shit storm!
A crazy whirlwind twirling white tornado creature has formed; it’s the person they were antagonizing… It is out of control; I can hear it’s force rip and tear and shred. All the bad people are being mutilated.
When it finally stops their body parts are everywhere; bloody, gushing, and smashed on the floor… along with every one else’s. Then the twirling white force lets herself out, it is female, she heads towards me. Why do I not feel fear..?
Then, everything goes black.

© 2017 Mj Gale