THE HORROR STORY

THE TIME

It was a winter night. A boy opened the eyes. Around him it was darkly, only a one light shining from the moon by the windows. The thirst had waked him. His view fell to the alarm ( clock ). In the red number light of the alarm stood 00:31 o’clock. He felt that his neck became ever drier and required for more water. Should he really go into the kitchen to drink a glass water? Should he really abandor his warm and soft bed? His view fell again to the red light. 0:34 o’clock. To the end of the witching time missed 26 minuts.
Would he been to still his thirst for more long time? Arrive to the door it was easy. But thhis dark floor! That made fear for him. At the day when the sun was shining it was a normally floor. But now, middle in the night, to the witching time, the floor transforms into a greyful cave. Carefully he raised the cover and stand up. A short shower drove through him. Why he hadn’t drunk something before to go to bed? Then I wouldn’t have this terrible floor. 00:36 o’clock. He breathed deeply and considered for a little moment to wether to sleep again. But this thirst! That was intolerable! No, he said with itself: I will get!
He supported his hands by the bed edge and scratched firmly with the fingers. When he run very fast, he could create without at all to be noticed. His eyes had gotten accustoment to the darkness and he could recognize the outlines of the door. With a strong jerke he stand up. 00:45 o’clock. Slowly and quietly as possible he crept to the door. A last view to the alarm 0:46 o’clock. In thoughts he imagined as he open the door and then run very fast outside to the kitchen. He took a deep breath and pressed the handle to down. He opened the door only a little bit, he couldn’t see anything, but he heart a quiet noise. But now it was to late to go back. Finally he opened the door completely. Still he couldn’t see yet anything, the floor was very dark. Searching he streched the foot for safe underground. He pushed to something smooth. Thus he turned out easily in stagger. But he can put itself straigh with the frame of the door. “ Simple start to run” he said to itself, but is legs didn’t would to went. Then he was in the middle of the floor. He got again deeply air, then he rotated the eyes and could to be fall in ahole where it was sulfurick acid, he was split.
The mother of the boy had never more seen his soon. That was a mysterious story.