Warning: Might not be suitable for the faint-hearted
The night was dark and stormy, the road flooded with water. It was around 9:00. I was on my way back from the office. Normally, I would be back much earlier but piled up work had me stalled. I was mentally preparing myself to reach home and explain to my wife why I was late.
My luck would only push me further down this rabbit hole as a weird sound began emanating from the front of my car. It didn’t wait to give me a glimmer of hope, the car shut down immediately.
I wiped my hand on the fogged-up window and looked outside. The water had risen to knee height.
A sane man would have stayed inside the car and would wait out the storm but the fear of who was waiting for me back home prevailed.
You see, this was not the first time that I arrived home late. In fact, it was a recurring problem a month prior. So much so, that Martha, my wife, threatened divorce. I’m not normally a man to be pushed around but for the sake of our daughter, I could not let this happen.
Once again, I looked out the window at the hopeless sight just waiting for the opposite. A sign slightly above the height of my car. It told me, not far was where I lived. so, I decided to make one stupid decision; walk the remaining way home.
The rain was getting stronger. I could barely see anything.
The street that leads to my home was right in front of me. Just one straight walk. There was not much light. Only a few of the lamp posts were lit. I couldn’t even see the other end of the street and the water had slowly risen above my knees and was closing in on waist level.
I took a sheet from my car’s trunk and rolled it around me.
I began walking through the flooded street when I heard a screeching voice, “STOP!” It wasn’t loud but almost felt as if it came from right behind me.
I turned around but there was no one there. Just an empty road. I took it as if the wind was playing tricks on my mind.
Few more dragging steps through the cold water and I hear it again, “STOP!” This time it felt closer but quieter.
I quickly turned around; no one was there. I felt a touch of fear but it faded away when the wind suddenly became stronger. I turned back to my track and started walking.
Less than a moment later, The screeching sound came again, “STOP!” I did not turn and started dragging my feet faster through the water.
“STOP!” it came again sounding closer than before. “STOP!”
Finally, it had come too close. “STOP!” So close that I felt the heat of breath on the back of my ear.
I swung my fist around but still, there was no one there.
My heart began pumping hard in fear. I turned once again towards my destination but it had turned pitch black! The few street lights that were on had also been switched off.
I looked around to see if there was any source of light still working and I saw something behind me, a frightening sight that has engraved itself in my mind; A light flickering, underneath it, standing a man with red eyes staring towards me like a sharpshooter towards his target. The man did not say a word nor did he blink once. His face was covered in a thick dark cloth and only his deathly locked eyes were visible. Just looking at him struck fear through my soul.
I turned and ran away from him, into the dark but as I ran, I could hear the sound of someone else’s feet splashing the water behind me. He was chasing me. I did not stop a second, just kept running and even started screaming for help.
After a while of running and losing all my breath, the chasing sound had stopped but I still had not reached my home. I ran for a long time. How could this be? The street was not supposed to be that long. I turned around to see if I had somehow missed my destination. And there it was; a flickering light and a man with red eyes underneath staring directly at me. my breath got faster as fear once again took over my body. I turned around and ran once again towards the darkness.
This time I ran for about an hour. All until my legs finally gave out. I fell to the floor into the flooded ground, when my eyes rolled back, there he was; flickering light and a man with red eyes staring directly towards me.
I started crawling, dragging myself ahead into the darkness. My feet and my knees started to bleed because of the road and the cold had started to burn through my skin. The pain was unending.
When I had come to a state in which I could not go any further, I turned around; the flickering light, the man and the red eyes. He was watching me. No matter how fast I run, No matter how long I run, he’s still standing, watching me and I can’t leave his sight.
This time I walked towards the man. He did not move a muscle nor did he blink. I came an inch away from his face and screamed, “WHAT DO YOU WANT?” He did not say anything. I grabbed him by his neck and got closer to his ear, and screamed at a level that could shatter a normal man’s ear “LEAVE ME ALONE!” He didn’t even flinch. I let him go as the cold began draining the last ounce of strength from my body.
I fell to my knees and started crying. He finally moved. He bent his head towards me and said in an almost whisper, “STOP!”
I got angry and with the last burst of energy that I could muster up, I charged my fist towards his face.
The light went out as I swung and I heard my hand crash with what sounded like metal. I fell to the floor screaming in pain, as I started losing consciousness.
When my eyes opened which felt almost like it happened the next second, I was inside a small room that looked as if it were some torture chamber. I felt immense pain in my right hand; it was covered in blood and large shards of glass were pointing out of it. My fingers had lost all feeling in them.
That voice started talking, this time much louder and much clearer. Only, the words enraged me, “YOUR WORTHLESS!” “PATHETIC!” “USELESS”
it kept getting louder and louder and my head started spinning in pain, “FUTILE!” “RETARDED!” “EMBARRASSMENT!” I couldn’t have taken any more of it.
Then I saw him. He was standing in the corner of the room. The man with the red eyes, staring at me.
I started screaming back at him, “shut up!” I kept repeating but he would not stop. “STUPID!” “Shut up!”
I swung my glass filled hand towards him, I struck him right in his red eyes. Blood splashed everywhere but still, he kept talking, “WEAK!” “DUMB”
I tackled him down and started pounding him with the glass in my hand. I kept swinging and swinging until he finally stopped talking.
It was then I started hearing laughter, I looked up towards the direction of the sound and the man with red eyes was standing right there in front of me, laughing, he was laughing at me!
If it was he who was in front of me then who was the one underneath me? I quickly looked down to see who it was. It was a woman. I had just impaled the face of an innocent woman. He made me hurt someone!
I got up to my feet and started charging towards him in anger. As I was running, I heard a soft and innocent voice of a child, “Daddy! What did you do?” I turned my head to see where the sound had come from but as I looked back towards the man; he was not there but a helpless and frightened child stood in his place. The child stared at the dead woman on the floor and looked traumatized. I felt bad so I started walking towards the child to console him but then the man with the red eyes suddenly reappeared from behind the child. The red-eyed man pulled the child back towards him. I charged to save him when the man pointed one of his fingers towards me and after that; my vision went blank. I still managed to attack the Man before completely passing out.
And that’s all I remember.
LAWYER: “You vile human being! You expect us to believe this! You’re horrendous!”
He continues, “Your honour, let me tell what actually happened; Mr. Brown was late out with his buddies gambling, where he had gone drunk.
Mr. Brown sat and drove off in his ‘2006Lexus’ while he was under the influence. On his way back home, he was stopped by Traffic officer Michael Harrison.
According to our previous reports on Mr. Brown, he had been arrested multiple times for driving under the influence. So much so, that his wife Mrs. Brown, had threatened to divorce him if he were caught again. With that fear in mind, Mr. Brown gunned his car to try and lose officer Harrison. Being that he was drunk, he crashed the car on baker’s street. The street near his home.
Mr. Brown then exited his car and ran as the officer gave chase, now on foot. Despite his attempts to escape, the officer caught up to him. When the officer forcefully stopped him, Mr. Brown started swinging his fists back towards the officer. The officer was left with no choice but to pull out his firearm, but Mr. Brown managed to disarm and steal the firearm away from the officer. He then continued to shoot and murder officer Harrison in cold blood.
Mr. Brown then walked towards his house. When he entered, his wife met him and started scolding him for coming home late and for coming home drunk.
I believe then, Mrs. Brown must have seen the blood on Mr. Brown’s shirt and she called the police. We have phone records to prove that a call was made from the residence at the time but no one talked on the other side. This could only mean one thing, Mr. Brown got scared and started attacking Mrs. Brown with broken glass shards which we came to know were from the windshield of the car that he had crashed earlier. They must have lodged their way into Mr. Brown’s hand due to the impact of the crash.
He continued to beat her with the glass till she stopped screaming or as is obvious to us when she died.
The noise had gotten the attention of their 6-year-old daughter Alisha, who came downstairs to see what had happened. Alisha saw the scene and rightfully so, was terrified.
Mr. Brown saw the girl and started charging at her. It was then officer Lesley Raiser who was responding to a public disturbance call, ran in to save Alisha and shot Mr. Brown. Yet still; Mr. Brown somehow managed to stab Officer Lesley dead and badly injure his own daughter, Alisha, in the process.
Your honour! This man is guilty beyond the shadow of a doubt. no further statements”
JUDGE: “Mr. Brown, You are a danger to society and having you roam free is unimaginable. You murdered multiple individuals, all after you were stopped for driving under the influence. You made up a completely ridiculous story just to avoid a sentence. Above all, you look completely unruffled by your heinous actions. You killed innocents, Mr. Brown, Innocents!
Mr. Brown, you are a menace. I’m left with no choice; for the heartless murder of officer Michael Harrison, officer Lesley Raiser and your wife Martha Brown, and the attempted murder of your daughter Alisha Brown; I and the jury, hear by sentence you Mr. Arthur Brown, to death by lethal injection.
Take him away!
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