ZoeA Chapter by RissaGZoe I looked around hearing the loud
scream, echoing through the halls and off the cement ceiling and ground. "Bria!"
I screamed, starting to run the way I had been going, the scream sounded like
it had come from that way. I entered a
circular room and stopped for a second before sprinting to the only door in
that room. "Bria!" I shouted again
hearing another scream behind the door. "Zoe! Zoe, help!" I heard
Bria shout back. I tried opening the door quickly, but it wouldn't budge. "I can't! It's locked!" I
threw my body against the door as I heard another scream. There was the sound
of metal falling on the cement ground and I threw myself against the door
again. The wooden door cracked as there was a grunt and then a moan. As the
door burst open I felt a sharp pain as here was a loud bang. "Bria!" I shouted clutching
my stomach as my vision tilted. With every heartbeat my vision blurred a little
more, blackened a little more. I collapsed on the ground and pulled my hand
from my stomach, lifting it to my line of vision. It was covered in red and
Bria was screaming something but I couldn't tell what. It was all muffled and
there was a ringing in my ears. Bria dropped something black before running
from the room. My pulse was getting colder and I could hear Bria's rapid
heartbeat as she ran from the room. A door opened an it looked like my skin was
rotting before my eyes. I tried to scream and get up but all that game out was
a moan. One thought was trying to push me out of my mind, food. I felt as if I
hadn't eaten in weeks. "Help!" I thought I shouted
but nothing but a moan escaped my mouth. I looked at the veins on my arm, they
looked black, not the blue that they usually look like under my fair skin. Food.
I t came to my mind again. Suddenly my vision shifted, I was standing and
walking. There was a rapid heartbeat and an agonized scream coming from the
door that had opened. My legs took me to the heartbeat, no matter how much I
tried to stop it. "Someone help me, please!" I
tried screaming again. Food! I felt as if I were falling as my legs
bent and lowered to the ground to the man who my friends were feasting off of. "Reyna? Sam? Guys! Look at
me!" My face was buried in the
man's abdomen and my friends were doing the same. The man's bones snapped as
Sam ripped his ribs out and began eating his lungs. I wanted to puke but
nothing came up. Reyna moaned as she bit into a piece of thigh and Sam did the
same as he tore into the dead man's chest cavity even more. I wonder if they
were thinking. Food…
The feeling of hunger was starting to diminish as my body ate his organs. I
wanted to scream but I learned that it didn't matter if I tried. Sam's brown
hair was covered with dried blood and there was dried blood all over his face.
His skin looked like he had been one with the Earth. His nails were yellow and
caked with dried blood. Reyna's were too. I thought of Tobias and how I haven't
seen him smile since the party. If only I had stayed home like he wanted. I
thought of his smile, his perfect white teeth. His gorgeous blue eyes, the
color of the ocean. Eyes you could just stare into all day. I tried to cry, but no tears came.
Just more moans then moans from Sam and Reyna. My legs started to move again
and soon I was walking over standing in the corner. Sam and Reyna followed. The
stood around me in a huddle. I felt as if they knew I was there, they just
couldn't talk either. I don't know how long we were standing
before the lights shut off. I'm guessing it's night time and whoever took me
and my friends is leaving this Hell for the night. I want to sleep but my body
won't let me, can't let me, so I sway on my unbalanced legs and moan softly
while listening to Sam and Reyna moan all night. © 2014 RissaG |
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Added on January 19, 2014 Last Updated on January 19, 2014 AuthorRissaG~~~, ILAboutMy name is Clairissa. I go by Claire and Rissa. I love to write and read and I plan on being an author. I have always loved reading and I always will. Though I do have a ereader I do like to have re.. more..Writing
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