Thread:KuraiJack/@comment-25363089-20170518151347/@comment-13488655-20170723042949

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'I began to rush back towards the trenches, my tourch being the only thing to light the path ahead of me. My ears were ringing with the sound of gunfire, the ground shaking with each mortar that hit the ground. I threw my body into the trench while my platoon's screams filled the air behind me. I looked up, gun trained and ready to shoot back at the enemy... But everything was slowly starting to get quiet. I couldn't see my fellow soldiers anywhere. There wasn't even the faint outlines in the darkness of the enemy.

That's when I first felt it... Breathing behind me. I turned around, a loud scratch boomed behind me, the tourch revealing thre elong sickly claw marks in the dirt. I looked around, is called out for my friends.

"Guys! Help! Anyone! Is anyone out there?!" .... But no one replied... Not even the rats that I grew acustomed to being with in these trenches. My hair then began to stand on end as I heard the faint sound of a song, almost like a bird but the echo... It was like that of ten ghosts circuling around me, laughing at me... Mocking me. A shadow moved infront of me, I opened fire... It vanished. Then came the breathing again, something sharp slowly touching my sleeve. I whiped myself back around, opening fire before I felt the gun get slashed in half! I panicked and fell into the mud. I was looking around, looking for any sign of the attacker as my hands shook. But I couldn't see anyone! I knew something was there! It was too dark to see but it was there! Standing over me! Breathing over my face while the song was getting louder and louder, ringing in my head over and over! I screamed! I yelled! Opening fire with all my might as I closed my eyes!

Then I felt a hand grab me on my shoulder... My commanding officer, calling out to me as my eyes opened up. I was in the trench, soaked in mud, wounds being treated. After a few hours, I was placed on guard duty, my friends telling me that what I saw wasn't real. A war shrink was going to see me in the morning.... But when I'm patroling the area, I swear I can see those claw marks in the trenches, something watching me in the distance.'

Something like that. A danger. owo A unseen threat. Something you as the reader don't know about and that's what makes it scary. It can be a creature or simply not knowing what kind of death/attack happened to a character.