Let The Gore Begin

They stumbled in together, giggling and shushing each other, trying to sneak into the dorms.

They were both buzzed and horny and Jenna really couldn't wait till they got back to the room.

She'd been planning this for a while, she was going to hook up with him, get him hooked, and then milk him for all the money she can.

Marcus was a fucking idiot and she really couldn't stand him most the time, but he was such a sucker, she couldn't resist. It'd be so easy.

They finally made it to where the dumb shit lived, since he had forgotten the first time and made them walk the wrong way.

He went to search his pockets for his keys but Jenna grabbed two handfuls of his jacket and jerked him against her with a wicked smile.

He just gave her this stupid dopey grin, his eyes all glassy and swimming with alcohol. Must of had more than she thought he did.

She kissed him fiercely, digging her nails into his shoulders and pulling him even closer to her.

He moaned into the kiss and she could see it was going just the way she wanted, so she pulled away from him smiling and leaving him panting for more.

"Alright hot shot. How bout you go and get everything ready, well I head to the little girls room real quick?" she questioned, running a finger down his chest to his zipper and stopping right there.

He nodded eagerly and quickly went about trying to find his keys, practically jamming them into the lock.

She just turned on her heels and waltzed off to the bathroom.

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Jenna gave herself a little smile in the mirror, looking herself over and dug through her purse for the bright red lipstick she had.

Once she found it, she pulled off the cap and leaned toward the mirror, starting to put it on, but as she did, she noticed her reflection in the mirror's eyes go black and form sharp wicked needle like teeth.

She backed up, not quite believing her eyes and  watching as it continued to spread the lipstick far past it's lips, revealing a sinister Chelsea smile.

Jenna screamed louder than he ever had before and turned to run but was shoved forward, making her fall over the sink.

Wicked clawed bony fingers tangled into her hair and jerked her head up to look in the mirror.

She whimpered and kept her eyes firmly shut but the hand in her hair yanked hard, causing pain to shoot up her scalp.

"Look at meeee!"

The voice rattled in her skull in a wheezing rasp like a whispered scream, and she started to cry.

It was speaking into her mind and she was beyond terrified of what it could do, or would do.

Slowly she opened her eyes, not wanting to anger it any further and was met with the most evil unholy looking creature she had ever seen.

It's eyes, they were... and it's... it's...

Suddenly her head was slammed forward into the mirror and she felt and heard it shatter, ringing in her head and ears, as if her own skull was shattering.

She could feel the warm blood starting to pool and trickle down her scalp, as it hauled her back up again, but her head swam violently and she could hardly keep her eyes open.

All she could see where flashes of images, as her vision went in and out.

Blood splattered on the cracked mirror, running down in small crimson rivulets.

The unsightly evil creature behind her.

She felt claws being dug into her shoulder and she was spun around to face it.

Suddenly she felt sharp hot pain of daggers slicing through her stomach like butter.

Shock and pain filled her brain, before her organs spilled out along with fountains of blood and she collapsed to the ground, her brain finally blacking out.

It pounced upon her then, eagerly tearing into her delicious insides and tasty flesh, causing blood to fling up every where and splatter back down across the tiles. There was a great big pool of crimson slowly spreading across the floor and making a slick sticky mess.

The air was filled with the metallic scent and the sound of bones snapping and the sick slurp of the creatures tongue as it licked up the blood.

Suddenly there were quick footsteps coming, like someone was running down the hall toward the bathroom.

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Marcus rounded the corner and ran into the bathroom, stopping short in the doorway.

He looked around, but there was nothing but an empty bathroom. Jenna was no where to be seen.

He could have sworn he heard her scream, but none of the stalls were closed and nothing was out of place.

Maybe she had just punked him, made him think he was gonna get some and then just ditched him once she "went to the bathroom".

Marcus just shook his head.

He couldn't believe he actually fell for it. He should have known he had no chance with a girl like that.

He just turned around, slightly disappointing, and left.

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Suddenly the sink flipped on full blast, causing Frank to jump awake, where he had been sleeping in his bed.

He looked up and then it shut off, the handle making a weird creaking sound as it turned.

His eyebrows nit together and he got up to inspect it, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

He looked at himself in the mirror, since he was already there, his hair a bit messy with sleep.

As he was doing so, he kind of saw something behind him, just in the dark edges of the room, but he couldn't quite make it out.

He squinted a bit and leaned closer, and then felt a strange feeling come over him. He whipped around quickly, but there was nothing in the room besides himself.

Then Frank noticed a lump of a sleeping figure, curled up in Gerard's bed and the window closed.

Frank just shook it off and crawled back into bed, falling instantly into another crazy dream.

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So as the title says, get ready for more gore!

I hope you enjoyed that and that it's starting to get spooky for you. I promise, this is only the beginning.  There is way more to come.

Happy Friday!

Thank you for reading.

"It's scratching on the walls, in the closet, in the halls."

xoxWeylin



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