It was three days after the accident. Three days after the strangest thing ever happened to me. Here I was cleaning a window of my building, the cables were old, frayed, they had to be. There I was 30 stories above the ground washing the windows. Everything was great in the world, my wife was expecting our first child in a few weeks. I was going to be a great Dad. Just like mine!
The cables frayed. I went down with the scaffolding. Down, down, down, I saw the world flash before my eyes. My life, my wife, my unborn child. I was going to die. But then, I didn't. I hit the ground with an earth shattering pop. But nothing happened. I blinked, the scaffolding was crushed from the fall rumbled where there was nothing. And then, I sat up. I fucking sat up. Excuse my language, but I sat up, after a 30 story fall.
I stood up and looked around. There was everything in the world to live for. I looked up at the cables dangling in the wind. I'd fallen from there. People rushed out and saw me standing there. I was a local sort of hero. People kept asking me how i did it. I didn't know. I didn't do anything. I wasn't one of these channelers. I'd never had the sickness. I didn't even know anyone who had. So that wasn't it.
Three days later and I'm back at work. Though I'm not on the top stories, just washing the lobby windows when I hear this growl. It was a deep low growl, one that made me shiver with fear. I turned to look behind me and there was nothing there. Nothing but an street full of people walking by. A commotion across the street caught my attention. maybe it was the dog over there. That's what it had to be.
The growl happened again and I saw a pair of red eyes in the window. Glowing red eyes and they got bigger, and larger and I turned around and I screamed. What the fuck was that. The only thing I could smell was sulfur. Those eyes, those claws as large as my face. I screamed and tried to run, but there was no time. Before I knew it I was crashing through the window the large beast on top of me. I screamed again. The beast slashed my chest, again and again, and again and I prayed to the heavens above This couldn't be how it ended....
But it was...
[[ This is a hellhound attack. You can't see the hellhound unless you are a prophet ]]
The cables frayed. I went down with the scaffolding. Down, down, down, I saw the world flash before my eyes. My life, my wife, my unborn child. I was going to die. But then, I didn't. I hit the ground with an earth shattering pop. But nothing happened. I blinked, the scaffolding was crushed from the fall rumbled where there was nothing. And then, I sat up. I fucking sat up. Excuse my language, but I sat up, after a 30 story fall.
I stood up and looked around. There was everything in the world to live for. I looked up at the cables dangling in the wind. I'd fallen from there. People rushed out and saw me standing there. I was a local sort of hero. People kept asking me how i did it. I didn't know. I didn't do anything. I wasn't one of these channelers. I'd never had the sickness. I didn't even know anyone who had. So that wasn't it.
Three days later and I'm back at work. Though I'm not on the top stories, just washing the lobby windows when I hear this growl. It was a deep low growl, one that made me shiver with fear. I turned to look behind me and there was nothing there. Nothing but an street full of people walking by. A commotion across the street caught my attention. maybe it was the dog over there. That's what it had to be.
The growl happened again and I saw a pair of red eyes in the window. Glowing red eyes and they got bigger, and larger and I turned around and I screamed. What the fuck was that. The only thing I could smell was sulfur. Those eyes, those claws as large as my face. I screamed and tried to run, but there was no time. Before I knew it I was crashing through the window the large beast on top of me. I screamed again. The beast slashed my chest, again and again, and again and I prayed to the heavens above This couldn't be how it ended....
But it was...
[[ This is a hellhound attack. You can't see the hellhound unless you are a prophet ]]
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