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This story contains light language and explicit, descriptive violence, body horror, and themes of demonic possession. Some elements (the necronomicon and deadites) are based on the evil dead franchise, everything else was made by me in a very short time (around a couple hours)
Context/ character description
1, Bear: 19, 5'11, dark brown curly hair that is long and almost at shoulder height, he's got a really slim build, underweight and hides it by wearing baggy clothes, really sweet and caring but also very anxious, when he's anxious he avoids eye contact and you can hear him breathing heavier, he's scared of everything and very sensitive. when frightened he tries his best to keep calm but he fidgets and grabs his friends arm. 2. Nikki: 20, 5'4, dark brown hair that is almost down to her waist, her hair is normally straight but its naturally curly, polar opposite of bear, she's healthy and very outgoing, usually the one who uses her quips to distract people from bears stuttering, she's really sweet and cares deeply about the people she loves, suffers from OCD, when angry she tends to distance herself from bear so that she doesn't lash out at him accidently, very sassy usually and she has no filter
Los Angeles, present day, parts may take part during the day while others might time skip to night
concept:
Bear yawns as he stumbles out of bed, his tight compression shirt flush on his skin as he walks into the kitchen. He Jumps up almost tripping as he sees Nikki cooking eggs delicately. “Since when did I give you a key Love” he exclaims as he recaptures a full breath. “Since I stole yours and made a copy” she laughs as she plates the eggs and walks over to the dinning table. Bear and Nikki look at each other smiling as they sit face to face eating, “you’re so cute when you try to hide the tremble in your hand cuz you can’t focus on the food, I know you’re looking at me bear” she smiles as she sticks her tongue out at him, “S-shut up cutie, I can’t focus, your eyes are making mine want to follow them” bear stutters as he puts his fork in the plate, “I’m done.” She laughs as she grabs their plates and starts washing them up, “You know I love you right bear? Can we pretty please go to this forest that I read about? It’s totally safe trust me, I’ll be there with you baby” she says, puppy dog eyes while staring at bear. “W-what, Um..” bear can barely mutter any word, “I don’t know, it’s scary, I don’t like scary” he mutters hesitantly.
“I promise to hold your hand if you hold mine” she states as she crouches in front of him and hugs him, showing him affection. “F-fine, we can do it” he says as he breaks the hug.
the story cuts to them in the forest, the last breath of light is in the sky slowly breathing a sigh of relief as it starts dissipating. The temperature change is so drastic that bear starts shivering, using his hands to try to warm himself up. The trees start shining shadows as the light dims, they walk through the forest, bears only hope is that Nikki is right.
Bear trips on this book deep in the forest, he panics trying to grab ahold of Nikki. “Shit” bear screams as he grabs ahold of Nikki at last, he’s halfway to the ground. Nikki laughs and picks the book up “what is this, diary of a wimpy kid?” She smiles at bear. Its a dilapidated old book that seems to be bound by a unknown material. bear breathes heavily as Nikki opens the first page, its titled 'Necronomicon', the book of the dead. Nikki starts reading hastily. “Hmm boring boring boring, the pictures look cool though” she reads slower as her grip on the book gets looser. “Really cool book, you should read it too” she says in a cracked voice, bear can see the panic in her eyes and he starts trembling. “Nikki, are you okay? The book slams to the ground…
Nikki tilts her head, unnatural movements that bear has never seen. Bear looks confused, he’s fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, his knuckles turning white. Nikki slowly looks at him, trying to find his eyes shes smiling, big eerie grin and bear is on the ground slowly moving back with all his tiny might. Nikki starts slowly walking towards him "what's wrong sweetie" she says in an affectionate voice while her eyes tell different story. “P-poor bear is scared?” She mocks. Bear starts hyperventilating as a single tear drop rolls down his face, his pupils dilate as he struggles to stand. “Oh come on sweetie, you know I’d never hurt you, I’m you’re Nikki” she says in a high pitched voice , it’s normal, almost too normal, but at the end, her voice cracks, bear swallows, trying to decipher all of this mess, he’s trying to pace himself and just breathe. her hand rushes to her face “don’t look at me baby, I’m hideous” she exclaims as she leaves a giant deep gash on her left cheek, the blood pouring on her white shirt and leather jacket. Bear starts screaming, he curls up in a fetal position and closes his eyes, trying to wake up. Bear looks up, looks in her eyes, trying to remember the girl he loves, but she isn’t there anymore, he just wants to run and hug her, but deep between the skin in her fingernails and the girl he once knew, he knew that she would tell him to run.
Bear starts running with all his power, he cries loudly as nikki laughs behind him, her eyes are crying blood, dark crimson that rolls on her clothes and onto the deep gashes on her face. He Looks behind him for a second, searching for her in the moonlight, she wasn’t there, and as he ran he tripped and fell onto something familiar, her chest, her body, the one he worshiped, he swallowed and looked up, his eyes trembling, he froze in that moment. Bear looked at her face, the grin unfazed on her face, “You’re going to rot in hell” She muttered, blood gurgling in her throat as bear fell to his back, he wanted to give up right then and there, he would’ve, but then a whisper came through “bear, it isn’t me, please, live on for me, try to survive, just try”. Bear tries to get up, His arms are giving up like two pieces of string falling back down, and Nikki is just standing there, they are shaking, it isn’t normal, it’s unnatural and uncomfortable, it’s like the real Nikki is trying to fight it. Bear gets up on wobbly legs and leans on a tree, his arms shaking, his throat dries out leaving nothing but a useless tongue and a scream that no one can hear. Nikki just stares, empty, a shell of her old self, as her mouth spells out “Run”
she trips back and falls on the ground , crying deep crimson, “bear, don’t run, i promise it won’t hurt. MUCH” she yelps. Bear starts to try to run again, but the truth buried in this forest is what he’ll face next. bear trips and he sees a faint light in a distance, he yelps loudly as his ankle rolled and he can barely walk, the ankle is cracking with every step he tries to take ,he hops to the light. Discovering that it’s a wooden old cabin, with light in it. he walks slowly, every step a reminder of the pain, opening the door cautiously, inside, there’s canned food and a note on the dinning table, he examines the food, which isn’t fresh, but not old either, he drops it. The calm is too loud, the silence deafining. He stares at the note ‘look on the back, I’m sorry…’ he punches the table, he looks around and he starts screaming and bawling. He turns it over ‘they all read the book, be careful, you won’t make it out anyway’.
Every creak he heard from then on made the hair on his spine rise, he was terrified, the tension was palpable and all he wanted to do was to go back in time and stop himself from agreeing to this fucking eerie forest. Bear sat on the dilapidated couch, breathing slowly while reciting words or affirmation and that he can do it and that he’s strong. He pulls out his wallet and looks at the Polaroid of him and Nikki cuddling, she was his rock, she was the reason he walked with a chip on his shoulder, and now all of that is just a distant memory.
One quiet bang upstairs made the adrenaline flow in his system, Nikki limped down the stairs, her body deteriorated, the cuts multiplied, raw, blood was advancing everywhere and her white shirt turned a deep crimson. Bear peers at her with the corner of his eyes the bags under his eyes prominent, he’s scared, and broken in more ways than one.
Bear struggles to get up and limps to the table, he grabs a chair and points it at her as he stands up slowly, “stay back, please, I just want this to end” he cried out as Nikki approached her smile slowly turned into a cackle, and then into a serious face. “Oh my baby, you belong with the sinners, you did this to her, it’s all your fault”
A window breaks in the distance, crows screaming as bears sanity deteriorates as he starts to believe what she’s saying, he doesn’t notice her getting closer, he’s zooming out, not in the moment, the snap to reality hits him and he didn’t even notice it, a woman, grabs him from behind, her hands on his chest, her decaying dead hands turn white as she grabs him tightly. The decaying woman looked at him, she looked like there was no blood left to bleed, she was hollow, her body full of cuts, crimson rained upon her clothes. He noticed she was there when it was too late, the chair falls out his hands and he just laughs and cries at the same time “I think I’m ready to go home” he cries as he falls on his knees, the only thing holding him is the woman.
Nikki approaches him slowly, her hand reaching for his face, “oh bear, why did you do this to Nikki, you made her do this, you don’t deserve her, she was so sweet, and you killed her, with no mercy”
Nikki’s now sharp nails slash against bears face, the blood trickling down his face as he looks at her one last time, “I still love you, please if you’re in there, never forget that” he stutters as he just goes numb, staring down at the floor, tear drops falling. There is no hero, just victims, the true villain is what’s hidden inside of us, and as the bloodied Polaroid falls to the ground it cuts to bear, screaming as the woman slowly tear him apart, his humanity gone, a shell of what he was. Numb.