CHAPTER 1

The rough ropes bit into my skin, a fiery brand of pain that did nothing to quell the terror in my heart. my mouth was stuffed with a gag, a thick suffocating thing that muffled my screams into desperate gurgles. A shadow looped over me, tall and white, the epitome of sterile authority. A so-called doctor, his eyes cold and distant, tried to begin his invasive examination. With a force, i knew Zephyr had awokened, i snapped the long strong snake made of tiny threads twisted tightly together that felt rough and sturdy. And the world tilted. As i fell, i tasted blood on my lips, realisation dawned on me, my wrists were bleeding from such force. However,  the desperation from not having anything to taste for weeks made me feel alive. I was free or so it felt, but the monster inside me had only just begun to stir.

"Allison, hold on there. Don't move" The doctor's eyes widened in terror as i lunged forword. His footsteps echoed frantically across the sterile white tiles, a desperate symphony of fear. 'However, i was not in control of my own body '.  My body felt alien, a puppet with strings severed, controlled by an unseen malevolent force. With a sickening crack, my neck twisted at an impossible angle, a grotesque mockery of human anatomy. 'Consider me dead for now'. A guttaral, inhumane laughter erupted from my throat, a sound so raw and evil it seemed to scarpe at the very fabric of reality. The doctor's pleas were muffled by the roaring in my ears, a desperate chorus lost in the cacophony of madness.

Then, as suddenly as it began, the transformation ended. A sharp blinding pain exploded in my skull, as if a sledgehammer had shattered my consciousness. Darkness consumed me, and when sight was returned almost immediately, the world was awash in crimson. The doctor lay motionless on the floor, a grotesque tableau of spilled life. Panic seized me as i staggered backwards bleeding from my head and wrists, my mind kept racing to comprehend the horror i had wrought. A chilling realisation washed over me. It was Zephyr- the demon in me. I understood the depths of darkness that lurked within the human soul, and the terrifying potential for evil to consume the most innocent souls.

A piercing alarm echoed through the hospital, summoning the strongest. They burst into a chaotic scene: Dr. Ellis lay motionless in a pool of crimson. Fear and determination gripped them as they faced the aftermath of a dark force that had invaded their sanctuary. The once sterile room was now a chilling crime scene.

The demon in me wiped the blood over my head letting out a gruesome laughter that created fear in the hearts of the strongest. A strange calm washed over me. It was as if the tempest raging inside my mind had finally found a harbor. The creature, the dark, monstrous part of me, seemed to retreat into a shadowy corner. It was a strange sensation, a mix of fear and exhilaration. I had done it. I had subdued the beast. A flicker of hope ignited within me. Perhaps there was a chance for me to be normal, to live without the constant threat of darkness. But that hope was quickly extinguished. A sharp, acrid scent filled my nostrils, a scent that was both familiar and utterly terrifying. It was the herald of something sinister, something far worse than the monster within. I felt a cold dread creep into my heart as the world around me began to fade to black.