I was terrified when I saw those words written in the blood of my wife. I was downcast and couldn't think of anything at that time. I didn't know what to do and what lies ahead.
I just sat the whole night crying over her dead body. I just couldn't get hold of myself. The time passed like a sloth and every moment made me sadder and sadder
As the sun rose up, I slowly took control of myself and proceeded to bury my beloved next to my farm. I went there, dug her grave, and sadly handed her over to the black soil.
Sadly, I stood up and went back to my room. Sorrowly, I went to check the guests' room for some hint or clues about those basta*ds. I swore on God that I won't give Him my soul unless I had not gotten rid of those evil spirits.
I opened their cursed door and found candles burning in a circle with strange symbols around them. I saw a doll who was beheaded with several needles in her stomach and chest. I was shocked to see that my wife's name was written on it.
Right next to it, I saw a doll with my name written on it. It looked like there were several slashes on the body and its left arm and left leg were brutally ripped off from the elbow and thigh area.
I became horrified by seeing it but I gathered my courage and went further to find some more clues but couldn't find anything except those freaking dolls and candles.
I was so much hopeless and I just decided to go back to my room and get some sleep. I tried to sleep but my wife's chuckles and all her sweet words were ringing inside my head. I couldn't control myself and tears once again started flowing from my eyes.
It didn't take me long to fall deep into sleep and I didn't know when I slept, but when I woke up, it was a quarter to 12.
I heard a shrill scream coming from the guest's room and it was barely recognizable. As I followed the scream, it became more and more clear and I could easily recognize that it is my wife's and I ran in the direction of that voice.
It was the cursed guests' room and without any hesitation, I burst open the door. Well, there wasn't anyone there but I could find traces of blood that made a specific pattern.
It was like the blood was asking me to follow it… and so I did. I climbed down the stairs and the blood stains led me to the kitchen at the same spot where my wife died. I acted like the typical dumb mc of any horror story and kept following it.
When I reached the spot where my wife was killed, I again saw splashes of blood, and at a distance, I saw a paper completely wet with blood.
I opened it to read it and there was written:
"Your wife is waiting for you at her grave. Wouldn't you like to meet her?"
I went running to the place where I buried my wife, without noticing that it was the same time when she was killed just a day before.
When I reached there, the whole scenario was a lot more changed. I couldn't find any grave there and it was just plain soil. There were lights visible far away. In a distance, there was a huge old tree with a girl sitting and crying there.
She was crying and calling my name. I went near her and found out that she was my wife and was mumbling that I didn't love her and had left her alone in the darkness which she had always been afraid of. I went near her and lifted up her face and was shocked to see that her face was missing eyes and had the same evil grin that she had when she died
She held me by my throat and lifted me up. I tried to explain to her but she didn't listen to me and rose me well above ground. She then dropped me from high above and I almost broke my spine.
I was trembling with pain and in the meanwhile, the four friends gathered around me and started going in circles. All of them had either swords or battleaxes in their hands.
It was like they wanted to do a duel with me. But the only exception was, that I was barehand and they were extremely powerful spiritual entities. I tried to stand up and a spirit came lightning towards me and slashed open my stomach. Several more spirits came with the same speed and delivered some more slashes. But I still managed to stand still and look them in the eyes.
I was still confused why the h*ll were they doing this to me. After some time, I fell on my knees to the ground. I tried to stand up and another lightning bolt took my left leg away with the smash of a battle-axe. Now I had officially lost the ability to stand on both legs so I sat there hopeless.
Then a girl approached me and held my face with her hands. She started talking to me in an ancient language and I just sat there listening to her sweet voice. As she came closer to me, I caught her throat with all my might, but she wasn't affected at all. She smiled and with a swing of the sword cut my left hand too… Now my hand from the elbow was swinging and attached to her throat
I was literally crying in pain. The girl swayed away and continued circling me. I started cursing them and begged them to leave me alone. They then proceeded with their ritual and summoned someone whom they were calling "Thax".
He had a mighty sword in his hand and was a beast. With the head of a goat and teeth of a Siberian Tiger, He had the body of a muscular gym instructor. He came towards me slowly. I was already in so much pain so I didn't bother to get terrified anymore. He approached me and pointed his sword at my head.
He asked me if I was ready to meet my wife and I straightforwardly told him that you can't do anything to me. I just wanted death to take me back to my wife so I was infuriating him.
He laughed and said that I was being a bit too eager to die, so he would complete my last wish too. He raised his sword and with full power brought it toward my neck, I was seeing everything in slow motion and just when the sword struck my neck, "I WOKE UP…"
Yes, you read it right, I woke up in my bed with my lovely wife holding my hand. She was relieved and started crying and I also couldn't get over everything that had happened
I just embraced my wife with the tightest hug I could give and started crying because I had gone through the agony and regret of losing her. I looked at the clock, it was 2 at midnight and it was the same night when I fell unconscious upon seeing the blood in the guest's room.
I got up in a rage and asked her where the guests were. She told me that they were just here a moment ago and she had sent them to their room to rest.
I told her that I am going to kick them out in the first instant and told my wife to come with me and hold my hand tightly.
As I entered their room, none of their belongings were to be found and they too disappeared.
My wife was shocked and asked me what had happened and why was I in such a bad mood. I couldn't control myself as my heart was so heavy with all the tears and pain inside me. I went to their room and found another piece of paper
With blood, there was written:
" YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH IT NEXT TIME"
It was all a dream! right? Or was it?