In The Depth Of The Night!
In The Depth Of The Night!
It was night in most places. Night is a time for sleep, for calm, and for mystery. But not in New York City, where many things conspired every evening to murder the night.
Somewhere between living and dreaming in the world’s most developed city “New York”. The city that never sleeps.
The boy stirs in his sleep . A pale, vaporous moon lights the room. Shadows are deep.
He twists his head, turning towards the window so that his face becomes a soft mask, unblemished, colourless. But the boy’s dream is troubled; beneath his lids his eyes dart to and fro.
..?
No no leave me please leave me.😰
The boy mumbles in his sleep.
Suddenly someone knocks on the door very furiously which results in causing a very loud noise.
The boy abruptly wakes up from his sleep due to the loud noise of door knocking.
He asked while swallowing down his saliva because of fear.
Suddenly the noise of door knocking stopped.
There was no reply in return but just a pin drop silence.
The boy slowly gets down from his bed and with tipy toes went towards the door.
Someone
“Taehyung!” *whispers*
At that moment someone whispered his name.
He stands at the door, as if fearing to touch. But he is puzzled. More he is curious.
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: What should I do?😰*
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: Should I go and check who's outside?*
He twists the handle, the metal’s coldness leaping along his arm like iced energy released from a source.
The shock is mild against the damp chill of his own body.
He pulls the door open and the darkness beyond is more dense; it seems to swell into the bedroom, a waxing shadow. He shrinks away, reluctant to allow contact with this fresh darkness.
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: There is no one but than I heard someone calling my name right?*
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: I should go a little further and check what if there's a thief in the house?*
His vision adjusts, and the inkiness scatters as if weakened by its own sudden growth. He advances again, passing through the doorway to stand shivering on the landing overlooking the staircase.
To descend this would be like sinking into the blackest of all pits, for darkness down there appears final.
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: Should I go downstairs and check the source of this sound?*
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: But it could be possible too that I misheard it and in reality there's nothing?*
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: Yes that's right I misheard everything probably because I am still feeling sleepy.*
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: I should go back to my room.*
As soon as the boy turned his back to go back to his room he again heard something.
Someone
“Taehyung!”
*whisper*
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: No no I didn't misheard it I was right someone is calling me.*
Kim Taehyung
W...Who are you?
Kim Taehyung
Come infront of me I am not s...scared of you.
The boy asked acquiring all the courage within him but again there was no reply just a pin drop silence.
Kim Taehyung
If you will not come infront of me than I will go back to my room.
Kim Taehyung
I...I am going back.
Someone
“Taehyung”
*whisper*
He listens for a moment more, perhaps wishing that the minor voice would also rouse the other sleeping members in his house.
He look towards there rooms. There is no sound from their rooms; grief has exhausted their bodies as well as their spirit.
He stares into the centre of the darkness below, terribly compelled to descend.
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: I should go back to my room without wasting any more seconds.😰*
He was going towards his room but a very strange view freezes him in his place.
His whole body was trembling because of fear.
Kim Taehyung
W...Who are you?😰
Kim Taehyung
What do you want from me?
The ghost said coming towards Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung
Don't don't come near me please.😰
Taehyung started moving backward.
But the ghost’s hand clamps around his wrist.
He try to pull free, but the ghost clings to him with inhuman strength.
The ghost throws him to the floor, pinning his back against the rough board.
..?
You all have to go. *whisper*
..?
Don't you remember?
*whisper*
Taehyung claw at ghost and his flesh crumbles beneath his fingernails.
The ghost leans in, his cold breath stinking of moldy dirt and blood.
..?
Everyone plays together, Taehyung. *whisper*
Kim Taehyung
What are you saying, all this stupid things?
The ghost’s hand tighten around his throat.
Kim Taehyung
Le...Leave me!
Taehyung’s vision begins to blur, shadows seeming to writhe and bleed in the dark room.
He have no breath left to scream. He simply sink, paralyzed by terror, into a cold, black nothingness.
Kim Taehyung
*In his mind: Am I going to die?*
Author
So hello guys your author here!👋🏻❤️
Author
I guess you guys have already understood from the first chapter that it is a horror genre story.
Author
I hope you guys will like this story and give your love to it.❤️
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Tbh Authorssii the starting of this story is so so good that I can’t even explain you in words every single lines are just amazing❤️🔥 I am already invested in this story💘
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No someone save my baby😭
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