The clock chimed midnight,its somber notes echoing in the quiet room.
Cool water splashed against his face as he went through the familiar motions of his midnight routine.
"Why can't I sleep?""What the hell is wrong with me?"
He stared at his reflection in the mirror, a wave of dissatisfaction settling in his chest.
"Fk."**"Another wasted day," he thought, a heavy feeling of disappointment weighing him down.
He stepped out of the bathroom,the lingering scent of soap and disinfectant clinging faintly to his clothes.
As he passed the balcony window, something caught his eye—a peculiar figure silhouetted against the dim, fading light.
A sense of unease mingled with fascination,compelling him to investigate the mysterious presence.He stepped onto the balcony, peering into the still night.
The figure shimmered oddly, its shape shifting subtly in the darkness.Curiosity battled with fear as he moved closer.
But before he could make sense of what he was seeing,the figure vanished.Gone, as if it had never been there.
"What was that?"he whispered, confusion settling deep within him.
"Am I imagining things?"Doubt crept into his mind like a shadow he couldn't shake.
He returned to his room, unsettled by the strange encounter.
Unseen by him, something watched from beyond the veil.The Devil's gaze lingered, brimming with dark intent.
From the Devil's perspective, the boy was fascinating—his potential for darkness, ripe for corruption.Their sinister plans were already beginning to take shape.
They watched closely, scrutinizing the boy like a spider sizing up its prey.
A chilling sense of dread hung in the air.
Would the boy resist the Devil's influence,or would he be drawn, helplessly, into the shadows?
He entered his room, a storm of exhaustion and confusion in his chest.He muttered to himself:"What a weird experience. Am I just dreaming things?"
Yawning, dizzy with weariness, he finally drifted off to sleep.
In the dream, he found himself in a vast room,surrounded by black and white flames.
A girl stood within the inferno, crying.The flames danced wildly around her.
He tried to approach, but as he neared,she stood up and began walking toward him.
"This is all because of you.This is all your fault."
He backed away, terror gripping him.
The girl wept bitterly, blaming him as she drew closer.Suddenly, something unseen fell upon her.Blood splattered across the room.
The girl, blood-soaked and distorted by the flames,staggered forward.
Her voice echoed with chilling condemnation.
The black flames crept toward him,searing him with an unbearable terror.
He tried to run,but his breath caught in his throat.He couldn't move.He couldn't escape.
As the flames closed in,he jolted awake, heart pounding.
"What the fk?That felt so real. Was it just a nightmare?I still feel... that presence."**
"I've never experienced anything like this before.It felt like the nightmare was pulling me inside."
"That girl... it was pure terror.Fk. At least it's over now.I just hope it doesn't come back."**
From the shadows, the Devil laughed.
A low, chilling chuckle echoed through the dark.
"Ah, sweet nightmare," he purred, amusement dripping from his words."The fears that dance in the darkness...
Gahaha, Gahaha, Gahaha!"
"A little taste of despair... Gahahaha!"
His laughter grew, a twisted, melodic delight.
"Oh, the drama... the sweet unfolding night!Gahaha!"
He savored the boy's fear, relishing every moment.
"Don't worry..." he whispered into the darkness."This is just the beginning."