~Late Night Walk~

It was late at night as you made your way home from work. The streets were quiet while people laid in their beds at home in blissful sleep. You glance around once in a while as the street lights often flickered here and there.

On and off

On…and off…

Until one flashed out.

It was too quiet for your liking as you continued on, slowly taking cautious steps as you made your forward through the barely lit streets of your home town.
That is until you felt a tug on your pants.

“E…Excuse me…?”

Jumping with your hair on the back of your neck standing up, you turn to see a young little girl holding a somewhat torn up plush teddy bear near you. She had light brown messy hair as she looked up at you with scared emerald eyes. You couldn’t help but feel sorry for the little one as you bent down and kneeled to make eye contact.

“Hello there. Why are you out here on your own? Are you lost?”

The girl whimpered softly before nodding her head, holding her doll closer to her, “Y..Yes…..c..can you help me go home?...I..I don’t want to go by myself….it’s too scary….”

You were hesitant at her request but as you glanced around, you could tell no one else was coming. You begin to wonder why her parents haven’t gone searching for her. Why is this little girl alone?

Though it didn’t matter at the moment, it was already midnight and you have to get home soon. You look at the little girl again and couldn’t help but look at her sad and frightened gaze upon you. You heaved a heavy breath before smiling and placing a comforting hand on her small head, “Alright, let’s get you home.”

The girl smiled a bit, looking extremely thankful as she nodded her head, “Thank you so much…m..my mommy will be very thankful too….”

You then got up and took a hold of her small hand and began to walk. You began to wonder where exactly did the girl live and looked back at her, “So where’s your house?”

The girl looked up at him while saying softly, “Its….four streets down….it’s…kind of broken…w…we don’t have so much money to repair it…”

“Oh I see,” you muttered sadly as you kept walking with her, often looking around for any hidden strangers that might try to hurt you both. You were glad at least the house was just a block away from your own, so at least you will be able to get to safety soon.

“I’m Morea…what’s your name?”

You look down again at her sudden introduction. You couldn’t help but smile at her way of trying to lighten the mood as you walk down the empty streets together. You tell her name and commented on how nice her name was. She smiled a bit more as she introduced her companion, “This is teddy…teddy has been with me since I was born…mommy gave him to me.”

“He looks a bit worn out though,” you say in surprise before smiling, “it’s nice to keep gifts like that, you take good care of him don’t you?”

“Mmhm! Teddy and I are best friends forever….can you also be my friend,” she wondered aloud, “I mean…I don’t have many friends aside from teddy…”

You paused for a moment before finally answering her, “Sure, I would like to be your friend.”

“Oh yay! Thank you,” Morea said to you with a bright smile, almost hopping along to her house with you, “maybe…you should spend the night at my house…it is really late…and you shouldn’t be going home alone…who knows what scary people are out there…”

Taking note of her comment, you glanced around to see the shady areas, knowing why she would say that. You look once more to her, “Won’t your mom get upset about that though?”

“I don’t think so…she would understand why, it is really late,” she tells you.

You start to think about it as you make your way to the house, pondering. Option one was at least a safe place to stay before getting home and prep for work, option two was to head home anyways and possibly get mugged. Not wanting to risk it you finally say to her, “alright, thank you for letting me stay with you.”

The girl smiled happily, “Your welcome, I’m sure you’ll be comfortable at my house, it may not be much but its home!” She then looked to see the house and soon broke away from you to run up the steps to the door, smiling, “here we are!”

You take an glance up and see the condition of the house. You could tell the young girl wasn’t kidding about being rather poor to keep the house up and running. There were a few cracked or shattered windows along with the paint coming off from the exterior of the house. All in all, this house seemed to throw you off somewhat.

Keyword: somewhat.

“Well, don’t just stand there, come in!”

You turn to see Morea but find her gone, the door to the house opened. ‘This feels really bad for some reason,’ you thought as you make your way inside the house. You glance to see the cobwebs and dust that has collected up for what seems to be for years.

As if the place was completely abandoned.

‘Why is it like this…I thought she and her mom lived here,’ you wondered to yourself before hearing the door slammed behind you. Jumping and turning around, you run to the door to try and open it…

It was already locked shut.

“Where are my eyes…
Where is my lip…
Why is here place…
Cold darkness here…”

You turn around to hear the singing, glancing around to see who it was. “Morea?! Morea is that you,” you yelled out as you look around the abandoned house in horror.

“There are children playing
In a mirror
Laughter does not leave
Under the labyrinth…”

“Morea,” you yelled one more time as you went in a bit further inside the house, eyes widening in petrified terror.

“Red blood gets my body wet and…”

You hear a feral growl behind you as you slowly turn around to see that last thing you will ever see.

Morea… bloodied and scared from head to toe as she looked at you with empty holes for eyes…

And a shadowy demonic creature grinning wildly at you and making a fatal lunge for your head.

“Who is killing me…?”

The lights on the streets flickered on and off as the scream of your voice never made ear shot.

On and off…

On….and off….

Until one finally flashes off….and dies.