Chapter 3: The marching sisters
Welcome back...since your here that means your enjoying my trauma. I mean it does make nice entertainment and will be a thriller movie in real life huh?....Lets begin.
On that night i wanted to sleep by myself cause i wanted to be grown i shouldn't have tried to be alone in that home... the night was silent as they all are those dang crickets came back i think they are my warning call...maybe they sensed the anomalies before i do and they were warning me things not to do? Idk they were always there cricketing away whenever an anomaly was near. One i could see couldn't hear and couldn't sense one that only appeared in my sleep...what are they obsessed?....
The dream was simple enough i was in my bed the same bed i fell asleep on but then i heard it the marching...it sounded like soldiers in heavy armor on wooden floors...walking down a long hall.
The march was loud and there they were or it was....it came in rows and expanded from the hall coming towards me like it wants a fight...it picked a face my sisters face but it looked wrong. At first there was one then became two and it multiplied as if wanting me to fell the impending doom...it seemed to have the same ability as the horned one as i couldn't scream as my mouth wouldn't move but this time i saw it a padlocked zipper on my lips...i tried to wail to no avail as it came closer to where i laid...this one was like a predator that has no use for its prey yet it stalks them just to enjoy the fear in their hearts rise as they aproach... it smiled at me they all did but the smile was to wide the mouth black it looked at me eyes wide giggling.
It callled my name in a synchronized voice but it split its voice among its copies. It walked slow patient like it had all the time in the world as it just multiplied to come closer. It's toying with me! I can feel it. A cat playing with a mouse while the mouse could only wail in dismay. It came closer and i tried to move i struggled and struggled as it reached my bedside heading for me! Help me!!...
Then finally in the nick of time i spoke and the dream broke. Why do they always seal my voice? Is it a key to stop them from harming me like I'm some toy?. I never told anyone this cause who would belive? If a small kid told them these things?
