1 month ago
Suddenly, all of the light from the sky was gone. It was pitch black outside. I felt what I can only describe as extreme gloom. I knew something just awful was going to happen. I heard some very strange noises outside.....
Paralyzed, horror, dark, short story,
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I walked in the door at about 7AM, completely exhausted from working all night. I fixed myself something quick to eat before I inevitably fell asleep on the couch. I was flipping through morning news when a very terrible feeling washed over me. It was like something had drained me almost completely. My heart sunk into my stomach.
Suddenly, all of the light from the sky was gone. It was pitch black outside. I felt what I can only describe as extreme gloom. I knew something just awful was going to happen. I heard some very strange noises outside. In that moment all logical thinking was replaced by confusion. I was extremely tired and feeling drained and weak.
I stumbled upstairs into my bedroom, left the hallway light on, and collapsed in bed. I used what little strength I had left to pull the blankets over my body, only leaving a small hole so I could peak into the hallway. That's when I heard it. Something was downstairs. Something was coming up the stairs. Something was going to turn the corner into my line of sight.
I saw it. Them. There was 3 or 4. The shadows on the wall were tall, almost like a human with stretched out limbs. My heart was racing. At this point my body could not function. I couldn't fight. I couldn't move. Just before they turned the corner, the hallway light went out. I was in complete darkness. At this point I wasn't even sure if my eyes were open anymore. There was a buzzing noise but it wasn't constant. It was back and forth, almost like it was communicating or something.
At this point I accepted that I was not in control of anything. My thoughts were beginning to blur and nothing made sense anymore. I thought to myself, "have I gone insane?" But then I felt my feet being tickled, which is what my mom used to do when I was little to help me wake up for school. I hated it so much as a kid, but in this moment it was comforting. Only my feet were no longer being tickled. They were being grabbed, aggressively. Something was trying to pull me and I had absolutely nothing left to fight it. I thought, this is it. I'm going to die. It's over.
I was pulled out from under the blanket. Finally I saw what they were. I stared into the blackest of eyes, my heart about to explode out of my chest as they yanked me away.
Then, I was in bed again. I wasn't sure at this point if I couldn't move or just was too petrified to. My bedside was against the wall so I just laid there for what felt like an hour staring at it and trying to decide whether this nightmare was over or not. I didnt trust it. I didnt want to look. After another hour of wall staring I realized that if I can see anything other than darkness there had to be light in the sky. There was also no buzzing sound anymore. Finally, I was able to calm myself down a bit. I rolled over and everything was as it was supposed to be.
I've had sleep paralysis a few times in my life, so I tried to chalk it up to that... But I still don't know why the dishes I used for my snack were clean in the cupboard.. I always wash them mid day before work, why my TV that I always slept with was off.. And how did I end up in my bed when I hadn't slept in it in months..?
I guess it's better not to think too hard about that...