The House of Inner Demons_Incense_MICE_It Was Him
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The House of Inner Demons
It felt like there were spiders crawling all over me. The heavy glass door rolled open with ever such silence, like some kind of unseen force was standing there to open it. I was there. This was home now.The faltering daylight cast shadows in imitation of every shape of every object in the place. My throat twitched. The hanging lamp above the oval dining room table was gently swinging, I guess because the house was settling again. I pulled the chain to turn it on, my imagination expecting to see anything. I listened and held my breath. The clip clop of the antique clock's pendulum around the c...
Incense
It had been twenty-four years since she'd last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. She could smell the burning incense from a mile away, the euphoric scent of soil after a swift rain. The ground below her were soft and they sloshed under each step, her eyes shifted to each area, trying to see if anyone had followed her here. Thankfully, she saw no one. This was good. She wanted to be alone with him. A smile creeped up her lips as she sighs. Looking back to the path she was passing by, she could see the spray painted sigils on each broken wall and debris. The leaves among the fall t...
MICE
The last 10 days of my career as a CIA Case Officer were among the most fulfilling of my life - professionally rewarding, filled with adrenaline-charged excitement, and even a budding romance. Ultimately, these halcyon days ended in the most disappointing and heart-breaking way possible. I wish that I could turn back time, but time no longer means much where I am now. These recollections haunt me still, whether they last 10 seconds, 10 days, or even 10 years…but their duration is immaterial now. As is often the case, the relationship between an agent and his or her case officer borders on inti...
It Was Him
I woke up to the sound of beeping. It was rhythmic for a brief moment, but as I felt myself waking it was speeding evewww.onedoor.ccry so slightly. I opened my eyes and found myself staring at a ceiling. I then realize I’m laying in a bed. In a hospital bed. The beeping sped up again as I felt myself begin to panic. I felt the oxygen monitor on my finger. I wiggle my finger inside of it. I then noticed a blood pressure cuff on my arm, a monitor to check my heart rate attached to my chest. and oddly enough, the last thing my brain realizes is that there is a goddamn tube going down my throat, I panicked even...