Beyond the Unworldly 1

And it all went dark

With a sudden gasp for breath, I opened my eyes, for an instant they shone bright red before returning to their natural brown color.

I was in my living room on top of the couch, “oh my God!” I screamed, holding my neck as the trauma of my perviously sudden death struck me with fear. A tear dropped from my eyes, which led to a burst of emotions accompanied by an outflow of tears. No!, No!, No!, I whispered to myself, crying. What am I to do?, no matter how hard I tried, escaping the ruthless death of today was inevitable. Based on my just experimented idea, I now knew for sure that, my restored memories of a fact were true.

It turned out, the reason I've been reliving this same day started on this day, and every time this day the masked man always finds a way to kill me. I've tried every means and method I could have to escape,

I tried running away faster each time, but he eventually catches up to me, then puts its axe through my head. I've tried using a vehicle to escape, but still ends up the same way. Furthermore, I've even tried not going to the party, but he still comes to my house and kill's me, my last death experienced a moment ago brings it to a sum of 28 times I've died. With every death similar or more cruel some than the last.

Frustrated, scared, I laid down on the couch crying. What I'm I going to do?, no matter how many times I try, I keep on failing. I fell from the couch to sit at the conner of it, then held my head with both hands, crying. Why does it have to be me… “I have a forever lasting day, a masked psychopath who derived joy from killing me, and worst of all, I have to keep on reliving every moment of it”, I whispered to myself in frustration. “Oh God” “I know I'm not the perfect type of girl, I tease, I despise the less privileged, and I'm not the type of person one would call nice, but please help me get out of this situation, and I'll change”, I spoke to myself as I kept on crying. Suddenly, the door opened, and it was the masked man standing at the door step, ready to inflict on me its task.

Being scared, I began to crawl backwards away from it, begging with every step I took not to please kill me, but it was of no use as this man was not ready for an apology. Then I had a thought, if I stood still, maybe it wouldn't hurt every time I get stabbed. My eyes wide open seeking a swift and painless death, I leaned forward so as for this inhumane being without a conscience to get a better clean shot.

Closing my eyes, I began to think of a happy thought to get pass the pain quickly, when suddenly. “Don't give into it”, a voice echoed within my subconsciousness, what was that?, I thought within me. Is it the voice that accompanies a soul near death, I pondered, then again… “Don't give into it”, the voice echoed faintly within my subconsciousness.

Wait a moment, that voice, it is perhaps faint, but I recognize that voice from somewhere. Filled with questions and uncertainty, I opened my eyes, behold the axe came flying towards my head when I instinctively dodged the attack.

With all the ounce of strength I had left, I swiftly maneuvered this masked man and ran out of the house. What exactly is going on, I'm not sure anymore. What I thought I knew began to seem as if I knew nothing. I looked behind to find the masked man chasing me from behind.

“YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME SANDRA” “I AM YOUR REDEEMER” “I AM YOUR SAVIOR” “I AM HE WHO THE ANCIENT PROCLAIMS THEIR JUDGMENT” it spoke aloud with a pitch of unworldly evil in its tone. Ok Sandra, you're a smart girl you have to think this true I spoke to myself. Every woman is intelligent and powerful, regardless of who she is, and I'm no exception, so think come on, I kept on telling myself as I ran for my life, when suddenly a car from now where drove across the road and ran into me which threw me to the door of a closed supermarket nearby. “Wham”, I landed on the semimetal door, which in the process bruised my leg and forehead and gave a cut on my stomach. “Ahhh!” I screamed in pain. “f**k!” I exclaimed, what was that, gazing at the direction I was thrown from, I saw this masked man coming out of the vehicle. How did he get there?, I pondered. If I don't think of something to do now I'm going to die, then I noticed the door of the supermarket had a little opening to the inside, but the problem was it was so small only a cat could pass through. But knowing the current predicament I found myself, it was a risk I was ready to take.

Immediately I followed through the opened at the edge, but it was too small. I don't know how, but I had to fit. Forcing myself to fit, the open wound on my stomach got pierced with a loose metal piece on the door. “Oh s**t”, I yelled. Come on Sandra you've got this, you can do this, I yelled at myself in motivation, then forcefully I forced myself through, which led to the metal piece on the door, cutting the open wound even wider. Immediately I got through, fell on the floor and screamed. “Ahhhhhh!” I screamed as I cried deeply, blood gushed out continuously. The amount of pain I found myself was beyond explainable. s**t! I had already lost too much blood, even though I managed to hide I won’t live for much longer, if I need to do something I needed to do it now, immediately I started to apply pressure on it, but there was so much area my hand couldn't cover, but since it was my only option I had no choice.

DON'T MAKE THIS LESS HORRIBLE THAN IT ALREADY IS, SANDRA, the masked man's voice echoed from outside the store. Instantly, I began to crawl to the Conner of the counter to hide. YOU CAN'T RUN FROM DESTINY, it said as it made attempts to open the store door. Come on, think, I whispered to myself. I can't keep on living like this, I have to end this once and for all, I said as I laid beside the counter loosing blood. I stretched my head high to observe the store I was in, and it seemed to be one of those supermarkets which sold everything, such as tools, utensils, weapons and so on. On the ceiling I saw a bulb which was switched on, buckets of paint laid besides the counter where I sat, then I had an idea. A very crazy idea, an idea so crazy it might work.

Immediately I held the edge of the counter as support, then stood up. If I'm going to kill this person, at least a hunter should know what his killing. “Click!”, the door of the store gave a sound as it opened, then the masked man came inside. COME AND PLAY SANDRA, it spoke in a calm tone, YOU CAN'T KEEP RUNNING FOREVER. “I'm over here, come get me”, my voice echoed from within the store. I'LL MAKE IT FAST AND PAINFUL I PROMISE, it spoke as it walked further into the store, suddenly it stopped noticing he stepped on something, only to look down to find a liquid. GASOLINE? It's said. That's right you motherfucker, I yelled as I jumped from one of the shelves with a long metal pole in my hand which I used in stabbing it in the chest, coming out of his back and piercing the ground, which rendered him stuck. Immediately, I took off its mask, only to find the unexpected, but I was not shocked. The man who has hunted me and made my life hell, had no human face. At the center of his face was one big eye with pupils resembling that of a serpent. I knew you weren't human, you freak from hell. “Spizzz!” The live wire gave a spark igniting the fuel, setting us ablaze.

Have you ever felt the feeling of burning flames surrounding your body as it eats through your flesh?, It's something no man should ever experience. “My body may burn, my hope may rot as well, but you see the day's light you've let me witness in terror and pain, you're going to get it a million folds, mark my words you son of a b***h” I yelled at it with all zealousness and anger as we burnt into ashes.

No more running, no more hiding, this time come get me, I dare you. And I swear to you, you will pay forever doing this to me, you hear me you son of a b***h, come get me I dare you, I yelled at the top of my voice as I faded away…