Post by HorrorMaster on Jan 26, 2004 0:22:07 GMT -5
It was an unusually cold and rainy night in the city of Los Angeles. Tonight there was a lack of the usual people out. In fact barely any people where out. On a empty street in the center of Hollywood a boy in his mid teens sits alone and soaking on a blue RTA bus stop bench. His eyes seem tired but yet alert at the same time. A silver amulet bearing a black pentagram on it hangs around his neck. This is the HorrorMaster. His newly given struggle is never ending, he cannot sleep the things in his head won't allow it. Everytime the boy is about to does a cacophony of screams is heard in his head which makes him wake up and regain his full alert-ness. He see's things, things no one could imagine, not even in there wildest dreams, or most lurid nightmares.
Screams echoed in an alleyway not far from where the HorrorMaster sat. Female screams. He stood up and walked to the alleyway from which the scream was coming from. He looked up to a neon sign which read "Live Hardcore Action" and then peered into the alleyway. In the alley a young woman, probably in her early twenties was being harrased by a man in a flight jacket and red ski mask clutching a butterfly knife. "Gimme the cash you little whore."shouted the guy in the ski mask. HorrorMaster walked farhter into the alley way. He poked the back of the man in the ski mask. "What?" shouted the ski masked man as he turned around. His eyes met those of the HorrorMaster which were glowing bright yellow/green. He looked deep it to them he wanted to turn away but couldn't. He saw things, things that you could never imagine in niether your wildest dreams or most lurid nightmares. Soon he the world around the criminal turned black and he could no longer see the things around him only the things.
Before HorrorMaster could see anything the young woman ran away screaming. He returned to the bus stop and waited for his bus to arrive.
Screams echoed in an alleyway not far from where the HorrorMaster sat. Female screams. He stood up and walked to the alleyway from which the scream was coming from. He looked up to a neon sign which read "Live Hardcore Action" and then peered into the alleyway. In the alley a young woman, probably in her early twenties was being harrased by a man in a flight jacket and red ski mask clutching a butterfly knife. "Gimme the cash you little whore."shouted the guy in the ski mask. HorrorMaster walked farhter into the alley way. He poked the back of the man in the ski mask. "What?" shouted the ski masked man as he turned around. His eyes met those of the HorrorMaster which were glowing bright yellow/green. He looked deep it to them he wanted to turn away but couldn't. He saw things, things that you could never imagine in niether your wildest dreams or most lurid nightmares. Soon he the world around the criminal turned black and he could no longer see the things around him only the things.
Before HorrorMaster could see anything the young woman ran away screaming. He returned to the bus stop and waited for his bus to arrive.
