Bad images
I thought of both of these at various times and in various states of needing sleep... they disturb even me a bit, but not too much.
Laying on the floor at night about to go to sleep, I had a very disturbing image go through my head: a wild, but not-scared-of-humans animal was let into my apartment and started eating my face. It would trot up to me, bite my eyelid first, then rip with its teeth and chew and then go for more. It would devour my eyeballs, nose, cheeks, and then try ripping out my throat. I would be aware of it, but not move. Nobody else would notice it. I would not die right away, either. Just lie there mortally wounded, my blood oozing out.
A sloppy face, shredded long ago and scarred because it wasn't healed properly, covered by a black cloak and hood, but not totally. A sort-of-person who looks at you from the dark room you enter. When you turn on the light, he dissapears like a bad dream, but he's not gone. He watches you all night long from the chair next to your bed. He reaches his hand out closer and closer to your face, making no noises. Sometimes you hear his breathing. If you turn around to look at him, he will grab you and take you away with him to dark places. He doesn't sleep, he just watches you all day and all night. He lurks in your mind and dreams when you're in a lighted room. Heaven forbid you get stuck in the dark for too long - he'll start by removing the body parts that you have that are too scarred on him to be of much use to him anymore. He will replace his tongue with your own and then he can talk... in your voice. And you are left with a bloody stump and gurgling on the ground. His purpose is to creep you out and trick you into letting him steal you, piece by piece. He hides in the bathroom stall, door locked, waiting all day. He has the electrical wiring ready to short a circuit and then stab you in the face.
Is the second one me? I could be taking people's fingers and grafting them to my own hand. I could be removing body parts and affixing them to me. Is this what I want? NO WAY! I ain't that bad... am I? To my friends who know me, do you realize I fight against doing what the "imp of perverse" says? What I hear? Bah! I am tired now.
Laying on the floor at night about to go to sleep, I had a very disturbing image go through my head: a wild, but not-scared-of-humans animal was let into my apartment and started eating my face. It would trot up to me, bite my eyelid first, then rip with its teeth and chew and then go for more. It would devour my eyeballs, nose, cheeks, and then try ripping out my throat. I would be aware of it, but not move. Nobody else would notice it. I would not die right away, either. Just lie there mortally wounded, my blood oozing out.
A sloppy face, shredded long ago and scarred because it wasn't healed properly, covered by a black cloak and hood, but not totally. A sort-of-person who looks at you from the dark room you enter. When you turn on the light, he dissapears like a bad dream, but he's not gone. He watches you all night long from the chair next to your bed. He reaches his hand out closer and closer to your face, making no noises. Sometimes you hear his breathing. If you turn around to look at him, he will grab you and take you away with him to dark places. He doesn't sleep, he just watches you all day and all night. He lurks in your mind and dreams when you're in a lighted room. Heaven forbid you get stuck in the dark for too long - he'll start by removing the body parts that you have that are too scarred on him to be of much use to him anymore. He will replace his tongue with your own and then he can talk... in your voice. And you are left with a bloody stump and gurgling on the ground. His purpose is to creep you out and trick you into letting him steal you, piece by piece. He hides in the bathroom stall, door locked, waiting all day. He has the electrical wiring ready to short a circuit and then stab you in the face.
Is the second one me? I could be taking people's fingers and grafting them to my own hand. I could be removing body parts and affixing them to me. Is this what I want? NO WAY! I ain't that bad... am I? To my friends who know me, do you realize I fight against doing what the "imp of perverse" says? What I hear? Bah! I am tired now.