![]() By morning, she is Leralynn of Osprey again, failing her classes and dodging Deputy Headmaster River's keen scrutiny. By night, she takes off her veil to hunt the dark creatures leaking into the mortal world. I think this city has finally been restored.At the stroke of midnight, anything can happen. I am up for hours in the night, but nothing.Īll I hear in my head is the scream. I do not see the beast anywhere in sight. These are what you call 'casual' nights for me. It runs away quickly, and I hurry up and slam my door shut.Īnother night I have survived the small beast. The scream is the most disturbing sound I have ever heard. I shoot real quick in the head, and that gives me time to beat it with the baseball bat.Īs I am beating it, it screams in agony. I pull out the pistol and he lunges at me. He's getting ready to bust through my locked door any second now. If I could fight this thing off for a certain amount of time, it may starve to death, and never put anyone in danger again. The clock struck midnight, and the feast had begun. Maybe it is, maybe it's all just a terrible nightmare, considering no one can hear me scream. My mom and dad also think it's just my imagination. When the feast hits, I may die a horrible death, and everyone will see my mangles body in my room. I have the pistol, and a metal baseball bat. If you fight off long enough, though, it'll flee back into the woods. The only thing the pistol will do is stun for a couple seconds. I always keep a loaded pistol by my bed, just in case. There have been sightings of this thing by other people. I hit it, I scream at it, because there is no use running from it. Every night I see the disturbing mask, and then the face. Maybe it is attached to one person until it kills them. I've survived the feast before, but for some reason, I'm not so sure this time. I feel strange, excruciating pain surge up through my lower back up to my back. I only talk to Peter about it because he's my best friend, and he's really the only one I can trust with this kind of stuff. ![]() It frightens me every night to talk about it. It disapears, but that is only because it's fast. He always says, "Josh, it's just a figment of your imagination."īut no, he doesn't understand. I always tell him how many hours are left until the feast. His claws are also very sharp, and a very ready to slash through it's victims.īut I saw the mythological creature. It has a malicious smile on it's face that tells you to run, and a small goatee on it's chin. The mask is white, with pitch black eyes and red, rosy cheeks. It wears a disturbing-looking mask on it's face to hide it. They say it just looked like a tiny blur through the trees at night. It has tons of hair all over its body and head. It looked like it had been mutilated, with long streaks of red down its sides and medium-sized holes where something dug out its organs. They say it has four rows of tiny, but razor sharp teeth. The Devourer had bright, yellow eyes that guided its way through the pitch black night. This was alive and well, waiting to feast on innocent souls through the night. I didn't know if this was a reference to Egyptian mythology or not. When the clock struck midnight, that's when it came out of it's hiding place, and had the nightly feast. ![]() When the clock struck midnight, that's when it all started. I saw things for a while while I was a kid and a teenager. I want to help the people that suffer from mental problems. Someday, when I grow up, I wish to be a doctor.
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