Final

This was a monster of horror, of legends. Rooted to the spot I was in, transfixed by this monster, I watched as it slowly turned towards me. I had a weird feeling that I mustn’t be seen or something bad would happen. My mind raced, trying to figure out how to get out of this situation, but seeing that it was already too late, I could do nothing but close my eyes, anticipating my impending doom. ‘Am I really about to die?‘ I thought.

Ahh!

A scream pierced the serenity of the night, forcing my eyes to shoot open. The creature’s head snapped back towards the beach, it’s focus now on the man below him. From up here, the man’s horrified gaze could be seen as clear as day as he stared up at the creature that loomed above him. His legs gave way as he stumbled backwards onto his butt and we both stared in absolute horror when his cloak went stiff, defying nature itself.

The people around him knew they couldn’t help him, but instead took the opportunity to run away while the creature was distracted. They knew that if they stayed, they too, would suffer the same fate.

The poor guy tossed the sand furiously, trying to stop the creature from coming closer. Failing in his attempts, the thing grabbed him and yanked his soul out of his body like it was nothing. It placed collars on his neck, wrists and ankles, before putting his soul back into his body. My eyes went wide and my lips quivered, I turned swiftly on my heels and walked straight into the room. This is a dream… It’s not real! I thought to myself as I slid into bed and closed my eyes.

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The Tukiter: Which only ever appears at midnight, when we are suppose to be sleeping. Some are lucky enough to never cross paths with them. If you were to ever see one, never acknowledged them, never draw attention to yourself, never talk about them and if they should appear and if at all possible, that you see it but it hasn’t seen you…hide, for it is now aware that it has been seen and it will seek out your soul. Within the next week, you must be asleep before twelve, sleeping tucks your soul away, taking it to the dream realm, which they cannot enter. By the end of the week it will lose interest and will no longer follow you, because now you are vulnerable and have the veil lifted to see the other side and if you don’t follow that rule for a week, you will draw in other attractions which will lead the Tukiter right to you. If you mess up and wake up in the middle of the night or if you stay up pass twelve before the week is up, you will have to start all over. If it does find you… you will become the slave of the night, forced to do its biding.