{"sf1_id":144013,"sf2_id":null,"title":"So...Life Sucks: Chapter 2: The Voices","author":"Hirezombie","words":492,"posted_at":"2010-05-05T23:45:00.000Z","tags":["Death","Dragon","M/solo","Story Progression","Watersports","Wolf","ghost","homealone","mystery"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/144013-so-life-sucks-chapter-2-the-voices","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/144013","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=144013\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\n So...Life Sucks: Chapter 2\n\nThe Voices: \n\nMy friend was found dead in his tent. They say it was a rapist, they say he was\n\ntaken from our cabin, taken miles out. Raped, tortured, and butchered. They found his end\n\ntrails about 2 miles away, his right arm 3 miles away. His blood splattered on our... my\n\ncabin. I don't believe it... I know what it was... They wouldn't listen. I heard a noise from\n\ndown stairs. I couldn't distinguish the sound, but the in this empty house, it could be\n\nanything.\n\n \n\nWhen i finally made it down the flight of stairs, my draco tail was tightly coiled.\n\nThe temperature was deadly cold, it seemed to of dropped. The living room was still, but\n\nI could still hear the noise. I looked in the kitchen, nothing there. I turned around and\n\nsaw the cupboard door open, ever so slightly, then slam shut. My red scales nearly stood\n\non end. The temperature dropped even more. I was shivering in my thick sweater. I took a\n\nstep froward, my foot sloshed in blood. I stared at the ground, nothing there, my foot clean\n\nas well.\n\n \n\nThe cabinet opened even more, then shut again. A loud booming noise echoed\n\nthrough the house. I fell to the ground, covering my ears. They were ringing, and felt like\n\nthey were going to pop. I opened my mouth to scream...\n\n \n\nThe cold choked my lungs. I tried to cough, but i needed breath for that. I choked\n\nagain. The cold came at me again stronger than before. This... process continued for a\n\nfew more minutes until i became light headed. My lungs hurt, and the room started to\n\nbecome dark. The ice forming on the window melted instantly. My breath returned to me as\n\nthe cabinet door opened. Nothing there...\n\n \n\nA knock on my door. I threw up on the kitchen floor. Another knock. I grabbed my\n\nchest, and coughed. My nose started to bleed. I stood up to answer the door. The door was\n\nbeing banged on by now. I walked towards it crying from the pain. \"Help me...\" No response\n\n\"Help me... please!\" No response. I pended the door... no one there. I slammed the door shut\n\nand soiled myself. My pants soaking wet, I couldn't move comfortably. I tried to take them\n\noff, fumbling with my zipper, but was unable to undo it. My tired hands covered my eye as\n\nI cried. I was trapped in here. My scales soaked with urine, my tail drooping, my clothes\n\nsoaked from bodily fluids, i dropped to the floor.\n\n \n\nI woke up hours later, needing to use the bathroom for number 2. I tried to walk\n\nup the stairs to the bathroom. No point, my legs to weak... having no choice but to roam in\n\nmy own filth, to tired to move.\n\n \n\nThe cabinet moved again... I died of thirst 2 days later...\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/143837-so-life-sucks-chapter-1.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/144406-so-life-sucks-chapter-3.json"}