It was dark. Rain pitter-pattered on windows, thunder roared in fury, puddles of blood gathered to make streams as lighting flashed in the back-streets of London. Friday the 13th had arrived. Strange things had been happening to him ever his he’d moved into his new house. Was it haunted? It couldn’t be, ghosts aren’t real. Are they? Was it his mirror? Had he cracked it? Had he done anything bad? No, no he had just given to charity yesterday.
The next morning David woke up with an ache in his back and arms. His couldn’t believe what he was visualizing, his arm was smothered in black and blue bruises. He dreaded badly injured his back was, not forgetting his exceeding pain. How did this happen he thought to himself whilst walking to the bathroom. Then he froze. On his back was a warning that had been engraved on his back , with something similar to a knife. The message said ‘You’re next…’ He was speechless. Tons of questions were running through his head, his stomach churning with butterflies and he felt highly agitated. David knew this was only start. He was in deep, deep danger. Suddenly the light started to fulgurate then words appeared on the mirror, ‘you will inform nobody, you will not leave the house, you will not talk to anyone.’ For the rest of the day he sat there in silence not knowing what to do. Soon afterwards remembering that he had an interview for a new job tomorrow.
The weather was still awful but he would still have to go no matter what. He had to get this job and start a new life in London, after what had happened to him in his very, very unpleasant life. On train it was packed, it was strangely calm but David felt danger on the horizon. Suddenly the lights started to flicker and as the light would reappear from the darkness, a person would disappear until, suddenly, it was just him, the train and whatever was out to get him. Then he heard 5 consistent banging noises which followed by 5 large fist dents that were the size of TV’s in the roof of the carriage. A snarling voice came from above “you have no escape now. Ha-ha!” Subsequently, a huge hideous monstrosity plummeted through the ceiling, eyes blazing with fury, veins popping out and its nauseating breath beating against the top of his head . This beast had 5 arms and legs with muscles which were as solid as a rock and as tough as steel, 2 repellent heads, 4 beady eyes, rough and resilient skin and wings which were had the power of a kick by a horses hind legs. David tried not to show his consternation and attempted to replace it with intrepidness even though his knees were knocking. Then the battle began. With its huge wings it made to large gusts of wind and David was sent flying back meters as he was struggling to get up, the beast charged towards him. Its veins popping out in pure anger with a slight smirk hidden in its repulsive face.
What was that beasts Achilles heel? Then he realised. It may of been strong but it wasn’t half as smart as David, he had to get this monster to injure itself. The titan swung a punch at David. He could tell it was running out of energy, this was his chance, David cringed as the monstrosity’s fist went crashing in the brick wall that surrounded them both suddenly started to crumble. SMACK! BANG! CRASH! As bricks piled onto the giant. Luckily, David had managed to find a gap that he could leap through. Then he started to run as death chased him.
He had finally arrived at his interview, a mess. “What has happened to you and why are you so late.” “Erm…. It was the bad weather.” And that was the end of that. Weeks had passed and David’s life had already changed miraculously. He had got a new job in a train station, a wife and was living a great life. However deep, deep down David knew that it would never be the end. But he was ready.
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