FEAR

Erika screamed in horror when his fingernails digged inside of her neck.

"I am no longer scared of you." She said through the pain.

He immediately released his fingernails. "Do you know what fear is?"

"Fuck you." She spits on him.

"I'll show you what fear is." He snaps his finger, suddenly the ground swallowed them.

"The door is open, I think he's gone now." Williams said.

They all went outside except I and Bae Soo-Mi that went to look for Erika around the house.

***

She found herself in a room. The light in the room was nearly rose coloured; before her, a large, slab - like table had, resting upon its surface, a body that was, quite clearly dead. She walked forward slowly, feeling the tendrils of terror begin to lick the back of her neck.

"Pain, fear, madness and exhaustion." The dead man said.

Suddenly, A Bone Man entered the room, dragging behind him a heavy burlap bag littered with spare parts, bits of skeleton, and other such detritus as he had managed to find rummaging through graveyards.

"Pretty damsel." He drawled, thrusting his arm towards the darkness.

Erika lunged forward to avoid his grasp, but failed to move quickly enough. A gnarled hand as strong as steel caught her by her hair, pulling her back fiercely, and hauling her upward with one arm, kicking and screaming.

It slid her across the uneven floorboards, and pulled her up until its face was directly in front of her.

Erika screamed. The face she beheld was more of a skull than anything else; a gross, leprous portrait of malignant rot, peeling skin, and tumescent hideousness.

"Shut your mouth." The rotten mouth spat forth a wad of phlegm into the center of her face. The voice sounded like it was gurgled through water. Erika continued to fight, curse, and scream. Soon, they were joined by others.

Deformed and twisted beings circled her. They started dragging her, as she begins to kick and scream like an animal and fighting madly.

They stripped her naked, and began to stuff bones, sticks, and fingers in her bodily orifices.

"I'm going to give it to you like you've never had it on earth, I'll fuck you so well."

She feels his powerful arm slide down the center of her chest.

With more hard thrusts she moans, this encouraged him to even fuck her more hard and fast till he came.

Her legs were fagged out as she sat on the floor, suddenly a cartoon started playing on the wall.

We watched them laughing hysterically to a cartoon duck bending over, spreading his tail feathers, and letting a cartoon hunter with a cartoon gun and a fat, pulsating animated cock fuck him in the ass.

A veritable orgy of furry animals began to copulate in the forest while several dwarves with massive, stout penises gang - banged a skinny, crack - whore facsimile of Snow White who took it in all three holes.

She suddenly realized something was crawling from her vagina, she stands up, screaming, as thousands of maggots were falling down, and all sorts of crawling creatures were falling down too, she couldn't help but throw up heavily.

"Sit down and watch you fucking bitch." He pushed her down.

Erika stared at the screen, watching a cartoon figure chain - sawing the head off of his hulking rival, in a torrent of blood and gore. The skull opened, revealing a soup of bloody brains and bone fragments spraying into the distance.

She kept staring with great fear, seeing a maddened dungeon where men were men and women were being pulled, limb from limb, with twisted metal hooks embedded deep into the muscles of their bodies.

Skin - shredded faces stared out at her from beyond the prison of the two - dimensional surface, and begged for release from the hell they had been condemned to. One man had his lips ripped away, until he seemed to wear a ghastly, bloody smile. His eyes were twin moons of suffering.

More and more worms kept pouring from her vagina but she remained still.

Behind him, on a coarse wooden table, a hooded man of immense size was peeling the skin off of a nude figure, perhaps a woman, until only the glistening moist musculature was visible beneath. The camera panned, lovingly, over piles of twisted, mangled dead; gaunt, chalk - white faces and empty eyes staring into the shifting patterns of coloured light and dark.

Gigantic lips battered on silvers of human flesh.

Dead babies floated in bottles of dark, piss - coloured chemicals.

The floor was blanketed with teeth, bone fragments, blood, grue, pieces of skin, tufts of hair.

"No."

She bolted up, began screaming and retching. Hands clasped her. Strong arms lifted her. Talons impaled her. It was like being caught in the grasp of a million slithering snakes.

Erika kept watching as more fear kept crawling in her skin.

She could hear a macabre, grating gabbling noise, and she now knew belonged to the hulking, feather - covered beast with the steel hooks for hands.

She cowered, trying to pull herself into the deepest, blackest pool of shadow in the corner. Her blood began to freeze; her heart - rate had sped until she feared she might succumb to fatal exhaustion.