Body trembling, sweat beading, I could hear the slow, steady creak of the floorboards as she crept upstairs toward the room, bloodied dagger in hand, sadistic shadow silhouette looming.
She shrieked a curse in an unknown tongue, laughing hysterically as the door flung open, revealing the disgusting, crooked, demented look that stretched across her wart-ridden face.
This is my attempt! Such a cool contest... really got me thinking. It's a great exercise for me because as a writer and poet I can sometimes be very wordy... it's a true art to minimize it and still get the message across :)
Thank you @victoryudofia and @anyadan for creating this! Look forward to taking part in more of these in the future.
Thanks to all for reading! I hope I might have managed to scare ya a little!
With love
Hart Floe
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Thank you for your entry.