Forest Nocturnal [Undead Infinity]

Gothic Horror Mini Essay. Contains foul language and depictions of violence. Not suitable for minors.

She screamed for help without knowing that in this infinite shithole there’s no soul to hear her desperate calls. She was injured, terrified, hopeless…

The wind made creepy sounds while traveling between the trees. They seemed to be burned, almost in a sick way…having the color of foul ashes that rose up from a crematory.

Everywhere she looked she saw dark crosses, with infected crows on them. In their eyes was a dominant demonic stare, waiting for the unexpected to happen. But with all this, there was a silent atmosphere. It seemed like everything that involved the scenery was put into a silent movie and played like this for hours.

She crossed this cemetery hoping that someone will find her. The crows only moved their heads watching her constantly. They seemed possessed…so the only explanation for this was the reason for her hunger of survival. That creature was after her…

Running away it’s not always an option and when she realized that it was too late. Because she gained speed, she wasn’t attentive to what might come up in her way…so she walked right into a deep dark hole. She remembered how she got here before her skull cracked open and her brains spread like the petals of a dead anemone…

From the distance, the crows followed her tragedy. But the silence still remained…


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