Ever heard of them?

My appartament was intact,there was no blood,nothing broken,everything was in it place. Even Ella and Cherry seemed to have forget what happened. That is when I decided to move out,convinced that my former home was the reason of having me nearly killed,I didn't felt safe anymore. I had never told anyone about the real reason I moved,I just said it was my annoying neighbors who couldn't stop fucking.
I moved the next month,to a two story house near a park. I was happy about it,now I had more space to play with my dogs after work. Talking about my work,I had to take the bus to go there,I still didn't have a car back then,and the coffee was at one hour walking,so no thank you.
I tried to keep everything clean in my new house for a few months,I lives closer to some of my friends and we would see us more often. In that time I didn't saw or feel anything strange,it was a relieve,I thought I could finally live normally again.

My life is clearly a fucking joke.

It was October,a few weeks before Halloween and my birthday,I was what you could describe as a kid on caffeine,I bounced everywhere and always smiled.
My birthday party would be at one of my friends,Pete,he had always everything planed for these occasions. It was a Halloween themed party -how cliché,I know-,but I knew he will only say to come disguised,threw some paper pumpkins on the wall and everything else would be booze,music and candies.

My birthday came really quickly after that,I couldn't stay still,I was what Pete described has a bouncing ball,but I was just so excited about my party. I bought a full body pyjamas of a bear,and splashed dark red paint over it,to make it look like blood. I know it was lame coming from me but I don't fucking care,I felt cool in it. Pete on the other hand just painted a skull over his face,put on skeleton gloves and was dressed in black,he told me he was to lazy to actually buy something he would only wore once a year. Fuck that guy seriously.

The party started at 9 pm,and there was already a bunch of people when I arrived,most of them were coworkers and some costumes that came everyday and befriended with us. And of course,they were already drinking,so I did the same.
hours later,the house was crowded and I was wasted,I only knew half of the people and I was sure some of them sneaked their way in for free booze. The music was loud,it smelled like sweat,alcohol and cigarette smoke everywhere. I could barely move between the people,rubbing and dancing against each other,some of them were almost fucking. I was enjoying myself with a really cute girl dressed like a nurse,when I felt it again. The uneasy feeling I got back in the appartement,I felt observed,cold,and sick,I just told myself it was a party,I just felt sick because of the candies and beers and people around me. I told the girl I needed to get out for a few minutes,she asked if I was okay and I only told her I needed some fresh air.

What a fucking big mistake.

I struggled my way throught the people until I reached the front door,the feeling just got stronger and I my sickness was getting worse,so once outside I run far enough and emptied my stomach between two cars,but it only made me feel worse. When nothing came out anymore aside from coughs,I sat on the pavement and leaned against one of the cars,and tried to breath normally,but the more I tried,the harder it becames. The I felt something hot sliding from my nose and forehead,I runned a lazy hand over it and saw what it was.

Blood and thick hot slimey goo,guess what it was? Fucking saliva.
I touched my hair,I had spit all over it and I almost barfed again because that was fucking gross,the smell was unbearable-like dead things and shit- and I looked up to see where that was coming from and I instantly sobered up and began to run.

It was the type of things you could only see in video games like silent hills or shit like that,but no of course it had to exist now. "Fuck my life" was what I thought while running.
The creature had two strong arms it used has legs,it looked like someone cut off everything bellow it belly bottom and I could see part of it spin hanging. It hade a long neck that looked like stitched to his head and body,it head was faceless and upside down,no eyes nor nose nor ears,it only had a lipless mouth with needles-like teeth and a long tongue hanging out,drooling. I could see it ribs almost out of it skin and moving in-and-out agitedly. It skin was brownish,covered in fresh and dry blood. It moved really fast with it two arms behind me,I was trying really hard to run even thought I could barely breath,I just wanted to escape and hide from that shit. I just wanted to know what did I do to deserve this? I was going to die again. It was close behind me and I almost fell on the floor when i felt it disgusting tongue curl around my waist and restraining me from moving foward,but I tried anyway. It pulled roughly back making me fall face first on the concrete and I looked back and screamed. It looked like it had half oh it head ripped open and was covered in it own spit and blood. I was trying to crawl away but it was pulling me towards him. I continued to scream and cry for help,trying to get myself out of it tongue,to only make it titghter.
I then heard a pained shriek and the tongue losen around me,moving slightly and disappearing in black sand. There was someone standing in front of me and I was pulled up by strong arms.

They were two guys,one tall and one shorter. The tall one was kind of buff, blond,he had longish hair and styled to the left. He had a short beard and a lip ring. His skin was pale and his eyes were ice blue. He was looking at me up and down,frowning slightly,and I felt scared again. He was wearing a leather black jacket,a gray tshirt underneath,black jeans and combat boots. I felt so tiny compared to him.
The shorter one was thin,he had black hair and styled up with probably a whole lot of products. He was wearing a long sleeved black shirt,sleeves up to his elbows and tugged in his jeans,he was wearing black skinny jeans and classy black shoes. He had a leather band around one arm. He was holding two guns,one in each hand.

I heard a gurgle,then another hell banshee like shriek and bones breaking sounds. The thing was getting bigger,there was bumps moving all around on it back,going in and out,getting bigger per second. It head turned around,hearing it spin crack and skin break. It mouth became huge along with it teeth,it body was curved downwards,marking it monstrous back bones.
"Run." The blond guy told. But you know how i am,I didn't fucking run. I just stared up at him,thing that made him groan in exasperation and pulled me up bride style and squeaked at the feeling: I was becoming black smoke,and it was the weirdest sensation ever,it felt like slowly getting inside thin layer of cold as dicks water just to feel air again once you passed the water. And the he mixed ourselves with the shadows of the building we were next to,and I could feel we were moving,it felt like going downhill on a bick that was on top of a train. And I sure as hell wanted to do that again the first time.
And in about a few seconds,we were back in front of Pete's home,the blond guy put me back down and looked at me thoughtfully,it made me feel uncomfortable,his eyes were like daggers and so blue it almost hurted,like he was trying to get through me. I could only stare at him back and swallow loudly. He then smirked and looked away,I was really confused,was he making fun of me? I was about to say it out loud when the other skinny guy came back,dusting black sand off his clothes.
Did I told you the first time I saw that guy i thought I would never find someone as atractive ever again? Well I was wrong,but fuck that guy was gorgeous.
His face was sharp,cheekbones marked,pale skin and hazel eyes. I could see that he wearing a a velvet suit-thing over the black shirt and a black tie. The dude has style. And he was clearly taller than me now that he was standing in front of me,and looking at me.
I was trying to look away but I couldn't,it's like he was doing it.
He took a large breath through the nose and only said one word:

"Stop."

And they both disapeared in the shadows,leaving me alone in front of Pete's house. I felt tired and wanted to go home.

Notes

Here you have another chapter of this thingy,took me a little longer but it's here and that's what really matter. I have an idea of how the next chapter will be but I don't know how to put it into words. I do I make clear that those chapters are like flashbacks? Because they are,I just want to make sure.
Well I hope you liked this chapter and I also hope my poorly written monster was cool.

See you later~

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