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Monday, March 22, 2010
The Shadow Men
Urban legend speaks of a race of humanoids who live in the sub-conscious world. Instead of taking form as a physical creature, they instead remain as souls and TAKE the bodies of humans.
They usually take control over a human’s body when the human is being separated from their physical body to a mental state. This usually occurs during near death experiences, comas, sleep paralysis, and lucid dreaming.
Witnesses report that victims of these people usually wake up as a completely different person. The most common action after waking up is to question their surroundings. Victims usually show symptoms of nausea and depression, usually before going on an endless killing rampage.
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It is a summer night. You are sleeping in your bedroom of your apartment on the second floor of a brick apartment complex.
You hear banging. Glass is breaking. You wake up in shock.
It’s okay… I am merely a piece of your own mind.
It is not speaking to you. It is communicating with your through your mind. There is no body. There is just plain empty black space where the man was.
Go back to sleep.
You wake up.
It’s all a dream.
You are panting.
Was it really a dream? Or was is this a dream? Was it a dream within a dream?
You fall back, tired.
7:00 PM
Your alarm is ringing. You quickly turn it off and prepare for work.
You don’t remember last night’s incident.
You’re putting your tie on. You look in the mirror.
He is behind you.
They are behind you.
You quickly turn around.
Nothing.
Do not be afraid.
We are merely a piece of your mind.
This is not real.
Now go back to sleep and we can skip work.
Black.
"He’s awake."
The doctor is speaking to you. You are in a hospital bed.
"Go back to sleep, you need to rest and heal."
"What happened?" you ask.
"You were discovered in your apartment, knocked out. The police are investigating it as we speak. Now go back to sleep. You need the energy."
11:59 PM
You hear banging.
You hear footsteps.
12:00 AM
They come out of the shadows.
Do not be afraid.
We shall make it slow and painful.
This is what you get for fiddling with things you never should have.
We are here.
The circle is complete.
You wake up, panting.
It was all a dream…
You are getting ready for work.
You put on your tie. You look in the mirror.
They are behind you.
The shadow people.
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