It started with a faint scratching. Emily thought it wvas rats. Living alone in her crumbling farmhouse, she’d grown used to the creaks and groans of an aging structure But this was different-a rhythmic, deliberate scrape echoing from the cellar.
One stormy night, curiosity overcame fear. Flashlight in hand, Emily descended the narrow wooden stairs, each step groaning under her weight. The air was thick with dampness, and the smell of decay intensified as she reached the bottom
The beam of her flashlight swept the room. The cellar was empty except for old furniture, jars of preserves long past their prime, and cobwebs as thick as curtains. She was about to turn back when she noticed the wall-no, through the wall. The shadows weren’t behaving as they shouldA faint shimmer revealed something… moving.
The wall began to bulge outward like stretched skin. With a sickening rip, it split open, and a mass of glistening flesh tumbled through. The thing was all wrong-amorphous yet Purposeful. with countless limbs and tendrils writhing like snakes. Its “skin” was translucent, revealing pulsating organs and churning digestive sacks insideEmily froze, her breath caught in her throat. The thing turned toward her, its eyeless face somehow seeingIt lunged.
Tom, the delivery man, hadn’t shown up in hours. His van sat abandoned in the driveway, headlights still on. Inside the cellar, the creature loomed over its prey.Tom’s muffled screams bubbled out as one of the creature’s appendages shoved itself into his mouth distending his jaw grotesquely. The tendril writhed deeper, pulling flesh, bone, and teeth with it.
Another limb tore into his abdomen, scooping out handfuls of intestines like wet spaghetti.The creature made no sound, but its movements were feverish, as though starved. Its translucent flesh revealed a grotesque ballet within- Tom’s shredded remains sliding down a viscous tunnel into a pulsing organ that contracted and expanded like a diseased lung.
Bones cracked audibly as they dissolved in acid-like fluidsTom’s body was a ruin, his face frozen in eternal terror The creature wasn’t done. It unfolded new appendages- serrated pincers that stripped flesh from bone with mechanical precision.
It seemed to savor its work, gorging on its victim with primal ecstasy.Emily, hidden behind the stairs, watched in horror. Her trembling hand clutched her mouth, stifling the scream that begged to escape.
The flashlight, still in her grip flickered.The creature stopped, It turned, its eyeless gaze locking onto her trembling shadow.
It wasn’t finished