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He's Not Dead He Only Looks That Way

Chapter Eight

It feels like an eternity as I continue to stare into the black abyss of the figure reaching for me, unable to even close my eyes at this point and I see it's arm inch closer and closer to me, a frightened little whine managing to escape me right before it makes contact. My whole body jolts, going even more rigid as the worst sensation I've ever felt starts to spread through me, radiating from the patch of chest it is touching and as it slowly starts to slide it's touch down towards my stomach I feel my whole body shudder, silent tears streaming down my cheeks and no matter how hard I try I can't seem to pull myself off the wall, only my eyelids seeming to work again and I clench my eyes shut tight as I feel the icy cold hand slip down past my belly button and suddenly my entire crotch is being gently fondled, the touch turning warm and I feel my dick start to harden because of it. I force my eyes open again and as the figure continues to touch me I focus in on its head and the longer I stare the more certain facial features seem to manifest and by the time Frank comes into the room I can make out eyes and a terrifyingly toothy snarl.

Frank comes running across the room towards me and the figure snaps it's head around towards him, letting out a deep growl before it suddenly flickers and disappears, the lights flickering again a few times as it goes and I regain control over my body, collapsing to the shower floor immediately, hitting the tiles hard as I let out a scream and I lay under the spray of water sobbing so hard I can't breathe, trying my best to curl up as small as I can and when I feel a hand touch me I thrash out and scream, Frank taking his hand back and I curl back up and sob, my whole body shaking as my stomach churns and my still hard dick throbs and pulses.

I lose all sense of time but eventually Frank turns the water off and convinces me to let him help me, his warm gentle hands easing me up off the floor and wrapping a towel around me before guiding me across the hall to the bedroom and after I take a seat on the edge of the bed Frank kneels down and rests his hands on my towel covered thighs and lets out a soft sigh before saying "Baby I have to go check on Ruby but I'm going to be right back okay?" I vaguely nod, unable to respond any further than that and as Frank stands and crosses the room to the door I slump to the side, pushing myself back on the mattress a little as I curl up in my towel, feeling completely drained.

By the time Frank comes back into the room my eyes have slipped closed again and I am on the edge of sleep and I hear his soothing voice talking to me but I can't get my mind to focus on the words, my body barely registering his hands working on me to remove my towel and slide some pyjama pants up my legs and by the time he tucks my body under the covers I am dead to the world. I sleep for hours, my mind and body needing the break but the peace doesn't last long enough and as my eyes flutter open I see Ruby sitting on the floor near the bed, plastic teacups and saucers set up as she has a tea party with some of her toys and I smile to myself as she babbles away softly, the scene so cute and I let my eyes slip closed again just listening to her babble until I catch the name Billy and I open my eyes again to catch one of the plastic cups lift off the floor, coming to hover in the air before it lowers back down and I notice the space infront of that cup is empty, my heart clenching painfully in my chest as fear grips my entire body and I get the distinct feeling that I'm being stared at.

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1/12/16

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