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Cicobe1

Cicobe1

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Here's one of the most gruesome horror stories I've ever written, for a contest:

Epic showdown. The energized moon twinkled in the malicious aura of the now desolate castle of Varrock. The moonlight refracted off the window, giving Paul a baleful smile.

Iban’s face was pallid in incredulous revulsion. His arm was petrified, unable to move.

Suddenly, choleric thoughts raced through Iban’s mind. Anger swelled up, and adrenaline flowed through his veins. He clenched his empty hand into a fist. Veins pulsed from the hand grasping the knife.

His eyes glowed with madness. “You think that I would kill my father? You’re a wretched being… a damned, demented demon from the underworld,” he said. He brought his head next to the doppelgänger’s ear. “I’ll kill you.”

He ripped the knife across the doppelgänger’s chest. Paul roared in pain, blood streaming from the wound. Greenish liquid started to decant from the wound, followed by a pulsing, crimson organ wrapped in mauve veins, still palpitating and emitting ruby blood. Organs continued to abscond the spot.

Iban withdrew the sparkling knife and thrust it into the doppelgänger’s mouth. Glossy vomit spilled out, followed by the elongated tongue. His eyes rolled back in his head as spittle foamed from his mouth. Plump pieces of cold flesh fell from his lips, creating snail-trails of blood streaming down his black robe. Suddenly, Paul started to cackle. Eight-legged insects started to emerge from his mouth. Luscious legs swarmed over his body. Iban backed away in terror.

03-Sep-2009 00:24:40

Cicobe1

Cicobe1

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The organs on the floor ripped apart, and a foul, emerald gas emerged. The gas floated toward the doppelgänger. On contact, Paul started to shake violently. Then, the pasty skin of the doppelgänger emanated smoke. The grotesque sight of melted, oozing skin became a reality. The outer shell of flesh liquefied, leaving the doppelgänger with nothing but visible muscle. Raw tendons stretched across his body, his heart still pulsating behind his ribcage. The muscle started to then tear apart, generating a ripping sound that echoed throughout the room.

Instead of solid, white bone behind the muscular layer, there was the slightly transparent figure of a jade outline. The sight was practically discernible. Iban, with keen eyes, however, managed to make out the dripping ectoplasm from the corner of the monstrous mouth.

It had no eyes, but a massive mouth stretching over its body. A ghostly-like whisper was barely audible, but Iban managed to decipher the words.
“Before you is the true form of a doppelganger.”

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This was part of a "continue-the-story" contest, so that's why it's left on a cliff-hanger. Someone continued it after me.

03-Sep-2009 00:25:22

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