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In Ancient Greece and Ancient Rome, horrors were told to each other like myths, that carry the story of the death and afterlife. Ancient people believe that reincarnation exists. Modern horror novels are include new fantastical creatures, like ghosts, vampires, werewolves, and witches.



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mans face, though there wouldn’t have been much to it anyways. He covered up his face with what appeared to be a black mask that also seemed to cover his neck as well, and a permanent frown stitched on his face with a strange, red glow. His eyes were glowing red as well, and he wore black gloves and dark blue jeans similar to the other man’s.

 

“What the fuck…?”

 

Jack merely stood there, dumbfounded, by these intruders that were determined on attacking him. And for whatever reason that was, Jack wasn’t prepared to know what that reason may be. He had to get out of here, but before Jack could even move again, something slimy and unnatural wrapped itself around Jack and tightened its hold around him, practically squeezing the life out of Jack as he struggled against the entity.

 

“Let me go!” He shouted, thrashing around as the tall man dragged him back over to the bed and held him down. “Leave me alone!”

 

Jack once more tried to free himself of the psychopaths grip, but as much as he tried to pull away, he couldn’t even get an inch of his body out from underneath the thick, black tentacle.

 

The two masked figures whispered to each other, pointing at Jack, which only made him more uncomfortable as he squirmed with uneasiness. Above him, the faceless man began to rummage through a small bag, while his appendages did the job of making sure Jack didn’t attempt to run away again.

 

“This should do the trick,” he said through Jack’s head, and the duo pair standing off to the side nodded in wicked agreement. Jack craned his neck to see what the man held, then gasped at the shiny object that gleamed in the silver moonlight.

 

“Who are you?!” sobbed Jack as the true panic set in. “What do you want from me?!”

 

“Who we are is not of importance right now,” the man spoke slowly as his hand grazed the surgical tool, “But there was no possible way to let you go after you saw me in the forest.”

 

“I’m sorry man! I won’t tell anyone I swear!” cried out Jack as he tried ferociously to try and get away. The other man just shook his head in grim disagreement. “I’m sorry, but that is not possible, Jack. Once you see me completely and already wallow in some form of self-pity or hatred, it takes a hold of you and you will change, it’s only a matter of time.”

 

He turned to face the others, handing the man with the white mask the sharp tool and stepping back. “You know exactly what you have to do.”

 

With a firm nod, the masked man stepped forward and drew back the weapon, while the other followed after for assistance.

 

“Wait, wait a minute here!” screamed out Jack, perspiration dripping down his brow and face with increasing annoyance, “How do you know my name?! What do you mean I’ll change?! Please, just let me go! I swear I never did anything wrong!”

 

“Yes,” the tall man began as the figure with the gloves forcefully held Jack’s mouth open, “You did. Your dark thoughts and frightening ambitions to attack and slaughter others have gotten the best of you, and either it would’ve turned you into a serial killer, or something much more dangerous, which is what you shall become.”

 

He stepped away towards the window, his appendages growing in length to keep Jack in the same position he was in. “Now, it’s time to change.”

 

“No! No, please!”

 

Jack begged with tears in his eyes, tears that streamed down his face as that wretched tool found its way into his mouth, scraping painfully against his teeth and gums. Blood pooled into Jack’s mouth and choked him, the taste making him want to vomit. On more than one occasion, the sharp end of the cutting tool sliced the tip of his tongue, causing Jack to whimper out as he felt his teeth transforming into deadly canines all around by force of the masked man.

 

“What are you doing to me?!” Jack groaned, writhing around in agonizing pain as the sound of metal against bone rang in his ears.

 

“Just a couple of changes so you won’t be as easily identified,” the tall man answered. “After the initial change of your physical appearance is finished, we’ll leave to let the chemical changes take over the rest of you. “

 

The man watched Jack with his own feeling of amusement, and though he was eyeless, he could see the fire burning in Jack’s eyes the longer the operation proceeded. “It won’t take long.”

 

“You bastard!” howled Jack, though his words were gurgled by the amount of blood pouring out of his mouth. “I’ll kill you, you son of a bitch!”

 

“Perhaps,” the man said after a moment of silence. “That is, if we were human.”

 

Jack was about to say something else, when a sudden, sharp pain stabbed him in his left eye. Jack screamed shrilly, trying with all his might to cover his eye with his hand. His right eye glanced over to see something gleam right where his left eye, and he realized with increasing disgust that a new tool was lodged in his eye, digging deep within his socket and running against the hollow walls. A pale hand grasped the end of the weapon, then began to tug and twist with it, and as Jack both heard and felt the tendons ripping, he knew with utter horror that these monsters were taking his eye out. Exhaustion crashed over him from the amount of torture and shock he endured, and as much as he wished this was just some terrible nightmare, he knew it wasn’t.

 

There was a loud popping noise, and after another yank, Jack’s eye was out, with a cascade of scarlet blood trailing after. The same process began with his right eye, and his sense of sight was gone as tears mixed with the sticky blood. Jack was terrified that worse things would arise, but much to his luck, the three creatures were out of his dorm, and he was left alone with his own sobs and a new desire for vengeance and… bloodlust.

 

Jack was unsure of how long he was unconscious, but when he awoke sometime later that evening, there was no afterpain. But that didn’t mean that Jack didn’t feel… different. He sat up in the bed and looked around, confusion overcoming him as he realized that he could see with 20/20 vision, if not that then better in the darkness. He brought one hand to his face, feeling for his eyes but only coming up with empty holes and a sort of liquid still painted on his cheeks.

 

A snore startled him, and he looked over to his roommate’s bed to see Mark lying there with a blonde strung out beside him, their bare legs and arms entangled as they slept. Bottles of vodka and beer cans cluttered his side of the bed, and a flare of anger rose up in Jack. How can he just bring different girls into their room, create a mess, and not expect something to go wrong for him?

 

Well, something indeed was going to go wrong, and Jack was going to make sure of that. Jack was about to crawl out of his bed and wrap his hands around Marks neck, to take away his meaningless life in one, quick snap. But before he could even get up, he heard the blonde mumble as she began to stir from her slumber. At the same time, Mark was beginning to wake up as well, grunting in annoyance as he glanced at the blonde beside him, who was now pulling on the first articles of her clothing. “Where do you think you’re going?” he slurred, his words hardly even audible he was so drunk.

 

“Back to my dorm, where else do you think?” she snapped impatiently, hurriedly pulling on her shirt. Her green eyes swept the room, landing on the spot where Jack was curled up and “sleeping”. Unbeknownst to them, Jack had nimbly slid back into his bed and pulled the covers over his head, making it appear as though he had never even been awake in the first place.

 

But oh, was he awake. And soon he’ll be getting his revenge on Mark. His fingers, which were splayed out underneath the sheets, touched the sharp end of a cold, metal tool, and Jack immediately pulled it up close to his face to examine what it was.

 

It was the same scalpel which had been used by those pricks to gouge out his eyes. Yet, oddly enough, he felt… calm at seeing the weapon. Ecstatic, even. A smile began to form on his lips as he knew what his roommate had in store.

 

“You told me your roommate was at a friend’s house,” she girl growled angrily, and Jack could hear the creaking of the bed as Mark moved closer to the pretty blonde, probably to try and comfort her, in more ways than one. “Come on, baby! Be a little adventurous. So what if he heard us going at it? It could do him some good, hearing the action, since he never gets any.”

 

This was followed by a crude eruption of laughter and the girl shook her head, tending to the rest of her clothing. “You’re disgusting.”

 

The girl had just reached for her shorts when Mark pulled her back, and through his hiding spot Jack could hear the argument escalate to greater heights. “Hey! What the hell?! Let me go!”

 

“I can’t let you leave yet!” Mark laughed maniacally, clearly not concerned about waking his roommate as he “slept” beneath the cover. “The fun is just getting started!”

 

There was a clatter as something was knocked over, the sounds of a struggle and cries of protest floating through the air as the woman and Mark fought for the upper hand. Finally, there was a break-through as the pretty blonde his her attacker in the face. As his grip loosened she stood up and ran to the door as fast as she could, fumbling for the handle or a lightswitch to see clearer. At this point, Jack had already uncovered part of his head, watching the two in sickened fascination as everything unfolded before them.

 

“You bitch!” Mark shouted. Blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth and spewed out of his nose, droplets of crimson covering the duvet he sat on. He looked up to the frightened girl, and it only took a second for him to process her attempted escape. Mark stumbled out of his bed, charging towards her with his fists balled up in hot anger. “Get back here, you little slut!”

 

Jack watched this, knowing he would have to act soon, but too amused to move from his spot. What would happen if he just pretended he never heard anything?

 

The girl screamed and dodged his flying fists, running into the darkened kitchen and searching fervently for some sort of weapon she could protect herself with. Mark followed right in after her, and in the other room Jack could hear the shrill screams from the girl as Mark flung her from one wall to the next, ramming his fists into her face, chest, arms, anywhere he could get his hands on.

 

As the screams seemed to die down and soften into heart-wrenching sobs, Jack slowly and silently slid out of his bed, his fingers toying with the surgical tool as he crept to the black kitchen, prepared to be the hero this one last time before his hatred could truly take over.

 

In the shadows, he could make out with perfect clarity two figures fused together, one much more masculine than the other. There were dark spots on the floor and on parts of their clothing and bodies where the blood had splattered, and on the walls thin lines of red trailed down to the floor like rain on a window pane. A gentle cry came from the silhouette closest to the floor, her weakness making her vulnerable prey to the predator. Jack

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