The Castle of the Damned

The Castle of the Damned

I found myself standing in front of an abandoned castle, its towering walls casting ominous shadows in the dim moonlight. The air was thick with a sense of foreboding, and a chill ran down my spine as I stepped through the gates.

As I made my way deeper into the castle, the silence was deafening. The only sounds were my own footsteps echoing through the empty halls, and the faint creaking of the old wooden floors beneath me.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched, and every corner I turned seemed to bring me closer to something sinister. It was as if the very walls themselves were alive, watching my every move with malevolent intent.

As I reached the top of a spiral staircase, I found myself face to face with a door that seemed to be beckoning me forward. With trembling hands, I pushed it open, and was met with a sight that would haunt me for the rest of my days.

The room was filled with decaying bodies, their flesh rotting and crawling with maggots. The stench was overwhelming, and I felt bile rising in my throat as I stumbled backwards in horror.

But it was too late. The door had closed behind me, locking me inside with the dead. And as I turned to face the door, I saw something moving in the shadows.

A figure was emerging from the darkness, its face twisted into a grotesque grin. It was as if all the evil in the world had taken physical form, and it was coming for me.

I screamed and ran, but every door I tried was locked tight. There was nowhere left to hide, and I knew that my fate was sealed.

As the creature drew closer, I could see that it was not alone. Dozens of other twisted monstrosities were emerging from the shadows, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.

I closed my eyes and prayed for a quick death, but it never came. The creatures surrounded me, tearing at my flesh with razor-sharp claws and fangs.

And as I lay dying on the cold stone floor, I knew that I had been foolish to ever set foot in this cursed place. For the castle was not abandoned at all, but home to a legion of horrors that even the bravest of men could not face alone.

Author: Opney. Illustrator: Dalli. Publisher: Cyber.

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