I Run For The Doorway

• Bailey Burgin, Grade 8
• Short Story
• 2014

I run for the doorway, not looking back out of fear. As I run for the pillar of light I suddenly trip over something on the ground, when I look up I see that the exit is no longer there. I scream out refusing for it to be true. But then I realize I can’t see anything in the room at all, so much so that I can’t tell whether the room is shrouded in a coat of darkness or if I’m as blind as the beast chasing me. I realize I’m a sitting duck that can be killed at any moment. I freeze up in place, trembling, fearing for my life. I grow more and more frightened. But just over the sound of myself I hear faint footsteps in the distance (but not coming from any clear direction). As they start to become clearer they begin to sound like a man banging a hammer against metal, then I notice the manner it’s done in was as if it knew I could hear it, and it’s being done just to push me over the brink of insanity. As the footsteps start to die down, I can feel the presents of the beast coming closer towards me, lurking in the darkness. Then almost immediately I get up to flee but my arm is caught in something. When I try to pull myself free my other arm gets stuck in something too. Then I realize it’s a web, a web that it had been weaving around me this whole time! Suddenly I feel something tugging at the web from all directions. And then it hits me; it’s never going to eat me.

Its spawn are!