User:RabbiTechno/TechnoShed/30dos/P10
Suddenly, you are awake. You do not know what woke you, and lie in the darkness. And then - there it is again! An unearthly, terrifying, unhuman scream rends the night air, making all your hair stand on end and the blood in your veins turn to ice. Welcome to substandard horror movie world, my friend. Maybe St. Tropez wasn't such a bad idea after all, eh? Even the Frogs don't make a sound like that; not even Edith Piaf.
Despite your abject terror, you need to know what manner of God-forsaken creature could ever produce such an awful noise...it's a sound of purest unadulterated evil, worse even than SWhitney Houston hitting the high notes in "I Will Always Love You." Apprehensively you climb out of bed and walk on tip-toes to the window. You part the curtains (drapes, if you prefer the term or have been sufficiently misfortunate to have been born an American) and peer down to the street.
Even under the yellowish glare of the street lights, it is obvious that the pool on the pavement is blood. A dark figure hunchs in the centre, bent over something, head down and busy in the act of whatever blasphemy against all that is holy it is engaged in. You pant in terror - too loud! The...the thing in the blood hears you, turns and looks straight up at you...OMG, its eyes! Its eyes glow with hellish red light and burn through the misty darkness, searing your soul with the incandescent venom contained in their eerie, vicious stare! Though you cannot tear your own eyes from it, it has revealed enough for the dark shape below it to be revealed - it's a corpse, the torn and broken body of a beautiful young woman. The creature has torn out her throat and was feasting on her blood! Holy fuck!
What do you do?
P14 Swear that you will never, ever take acid ever again and go back to bed.
P12 Grab your coat and grab your hat, get the chainsaw running and run downstairs to confront the beast, whatever it might be.
P13 Shit yourself.