INTRUDERS – S1

INTRUDERS

Nowadays, news of the disappearance of kids has been frequently roaming around our town. The topic of disappeared kids is being discussed in our school daily in full swing. 

Every conversation revolves around this subject. 

But it is still not confirmed whether they were killed or disappeared because, through rumours, I have heard that blood was found at the crime scene, but the bodies are still known.

Police have been working hard to find the source but are still clueless.

But all these cases only added panic to my mentality, and I already have too much to handle in my life. My friends call me a “bore person” just because I am least interested in these types of baseless rumours. 

Things got more creepy when a student from our class disappeared and it was heard that only his blood was found in his bedroom. 

Chills started to creep in my neck. But I thought that everything would be fine if I just ignored all these and just focused on my studies.

After a week, everything was back to normal, like the student had never disappeared, and the expressions of all the students were back to normal. It was like nothing had ever happened in our town. 

Reaching school and seeing everything back to normal made me think that maybe everybody tried to forget about it and I should do the same. 

But what I do not know is that it was all my imagination. When I tried to bring up the topic out of curiosity everybody looked at me like I was mad.

A question started to arise in my mind: Was all of that my dream or something?

But I forgot about everything just when our teacher handed me our midterm test result and I got an A+ in every subject, which made me over the moon. I hurried to my home to show my mother that I got exceeding marks this time. 

Reaching home, I opened the gate, but my mother was not seen in the living room as well as in the kitchen. 

While I was finding my mother downstairs, I heard some voices from my room which made me realise that my mom must be cleaning my room. 

I ran upstairs and quickly entered my room with the report card in my hand.

Something was unusual when I entered my room; a chill ran down my spine. My whole room was covered in darkness as the lights were off and curtains were covering the bright sunlight. 

I stand in the middle of my room in shock because a black figure just jumped up to my room ceiling from the floor with the speed of light. 

The door was locked behind my back on its own, crawling of someone is heard above my head. My whole body starts to shiver with fear. Nothing came to my mind. At that moment I can only curse my mind, ‘God damn it, just tell me what to do.’. 

The crawling on the ceiling stopped, and the sound of jumping back on the floor behind my back can be heard. Footsteps behind my back were getting closer and closer. Just at that moment, I rushed towards the window to open the curtains. 

My attempt seems to have been successful to me only until the black, horrible figure grabbed my hand. Of a sudden, my head automatically moved to look back, and the thing that I was trying to avoid since I entered hell, the same as my comfort zone, caught my eye. 

A horrible face with red eyes, blood dripping from them like blood, made me more shiver. But it gave me more strength to save myself from this horrible thing. Just then, with my other hand, I opened the curtains. 

The light that I was waiting for entered my room. To check, I looked back, and that horrible figure vanished in thin air like it never happened.

Fear made my body strength less, tears filled my eyes, and I landed on the floor hugging my legs. Suddenly the door of my room opened, and the figure of my mom can be seen right in front of me. She came towards me running. 

She hugged me in her warm arms and asked me what happened. But I just could not stop crying, I cannot find my voice to tell her all the horrible things that just happened. She then told me to relax and made me stand up from the floor and sit on the bed. 

My mom patted my back and told me, “Baby, take your time and tell me what happened; maybe I can solve your problem.” She further added brushing my hair: “Just wait over here; I will bring you something to eat.” But I did not let her go.

She then brought me downstairs with her, as I was not letting her go. She made me sit on the chair of the dining table and told me to wait over there and that she would bring something to eat. 

As she went into the kitchen, I heard a very painful scream from someone. But that voice seems to be a familiar one. Again that voice came: “Ahhhhhhhh.” Only then did I realised that it was my mom’s voice.

My body again starts to get cold with fear. I ran towards the kitchen to check on mom because the voice seemed to come from the bathroom present beside the dining hall, and my mom went inside the kitchen. I ran towards the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen, my fear doubled. 

Because nobody is seen in the kitchen. In the meantime, I again heard my mom’s agonised voice. To save my mom, I ran towards the bathroom, but my gut feeling was not allowing me to go over there upon everything, my priority was my mom. 

As I opened the bathroom door, the screams stopped, and I could see my room crying in the bathtub all wet. Seeing this, I was scared because I had never seen my mom crying like this. 

I thought a lot about going near to console her. But I don’t know why only fear was filled inside me. 

My mom was never this broken, even when she got a divorce from my father. A guilty conscience also raised in my mind that when she needed me the most, I was fearing to go near her. 

Only then I approached her, and as I was about to approach her. She looked at me with ferocious eyes and screamed in a fierce voice. Chills again crept in my spin. 

Suddenly the bathroom door was closed. It was that moment when I realised she was not my mom because her legs were twisted, her eyes were red, and blood was dripping from them. 

Her poster suddenly starts to get weirder, and she starts crawling towards it. Slowly and slowly, with a sly smile on her face. And that monster regained his poster, and as soon as he regained his poster, he ran towards me. 

In fear, I ran towards the door and tried to unlock it, but it didn’t open. I continuously tried to open it while that horrible creature ran towards me at a fast speed. As soon as it came closer to me its mouth was open wide, and his teeth were visible.

 Its mouth was open to an extent that it could swallow a whole person in one go. His mouth came towards me, at that moment, my body became numb, and darkness dominated my

I don’t understand why my daughter is acting weird since she arrived from school. First I caught her crying in her room, and when I brought her downstairs to make something for her, she has now disappeared.

While I was in the kitchen cooking for her, I heard a voice from the backyard. Now what is she up to? When I checked in the backyard, nobody was present. Then a thought came that it might be my illusion. 

Coming back from the backyard, I checked the dining hall, where I told her to sit, but she was also not over there. Uneasy feelings dominated my heart. I searched the whole house but couldn’t find her. 

Then I again rechecked my memory to see whether I had searched the whole house. I planned to also search the bathroom besides the dining hall, which was not used by us. 

It was basically only for guests, but as we don’t have many guests to visit, it is not used. I reached the bathroom, I don’t know why, but my hands were shivering. 

I opened the door, and nothing was present over there, but the whole bathroom was covered with blood, and three words were written with blood on the mirror: “You are next.”