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The End Of The Horror Story

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This story has been across three different prompts – Sunday Photo Fiction, Friday Fictioneers and Jeremy’s Daily Challenge. I have enjoyed writing this, but there is only so far you can go with horror before it loses its intensity, so I think it is time for the finale now using Jeremy’s latest challenge post. I hope you have enjoyed this, and I hope you like the finale.

!!THIS IS A HORROR STORY!!

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The creatures looked towards Ciona as her vision began to swim and dizziness overtook her. She closed her eyes and gripped the wine rack beside her, and the creatures yelped. As she looked up, she saw them all running away with a large man striding towards her holding an axe dripping with blood. She reached for the door to slam it, but it moved just out of her grasp. Each lunge and the door moved further and further away. The large figure had a maniacal grin and lifted the axe, and swung it for head. She screamed and water covered her face. Opening her eyes, she found herself on water in a boat. Looking around her, she saw the two other people who she did not recognise. One turned around and had only half a face, and as the other turned, he revealed himself as the axe-man. He stood in the boat and lifted the axe, Ciona only vaguely thought that she should have seen it. Trying to back away, she found she kept sliding on the damp seats. She screamed as the axe swung towards her, splitting her head cleanly in two.

Ciona’s eyes flicked open as she heard screams. She ran into Jex’s bedroom and woke him from his nightmare. He recounted seeing horror through her eyes. “It’s just a dream” she told him. “Everything is fine. We don’t even have a Newton’s Cradle.” She held him close as she heard a *clack*clack*clack* from downstairs …

Friday Fictioneers: A Drop Of Wine

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Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge run by Rochelle to create a piece of fiction in around 100 words based on a photo. If you would like to have a go, then head over HERE, and if you want to see what others have written, then head HERE.

!!THIS IS A HORROR STORY!!

The full story can be found HERE. This is the last part of last “episode”

More and more bubbles appeared from nowhere, popping on the walls. As each bubble popped, green slime slid down the walls. She ducked as one flew close to her head and as she followed the trail, she caught a glance in the mirror and fell over backwards at the sight of a creature with horns out of his head and red skin looking like the typical demon. Her counterpart on the bed started to choke as bubbles popped on her face, more and more were falling on to the sleeping form.

She took a step forward and fell through the floor.

 

Falling through the floor, Ciona found herself in a wine cellar with one door. She was not surprised any more as to where she would find herself, and no longer felt afraid. Grabbing a bottle from one of the racks, she hefted it to check the weight and see how it would be as a weapon. She took a hold of the door-handle and heard a scrabbling sound from the other side.

Opening up, she took a step back as animals with chunks missing from them walked around like zombies showing off their insides. She couldn’t help herself as she felt her breakfast coming back up.