Skroll

"Again?!" Emily looked at her mother with a somewhat sad emotion on her face. "Mom, it's the fifth time that we are moving to a new city!"
Her mother sighed and patted Emily's shoulders.
"Sweetie, you know how hard it is to find good work and get enough money to pay for clothes, food, a house and furniture. Even if your father is not with us anymore, we still have to be strong and find our place. It may be tough, but you will find friends there."
"I think you are right, but I don't think that I will find friends. It's just... everyone hates me."
Emily started to sob and looked away from the worried mother. It was true, she wasn't really what you would call a social butterfly.
"Emily, don't cry. Mommy promises everything will be alright." Her mother hugged her and tried to comfort her now crying daughter. Eventually Emily stopped sobbing and hugged her mother back.
"Here we are darling! It's our new home." Mother smiled at her child and showed her daughter how the new house looked from the outside. "I know it's not perfect and kind of old, but no worries. We're going to fix everything and the house will look amazing!"
Emily smiled and kissed her mother's cheek. "I know, mommy. The most important thing is that we're gonna be together, right?."
"Yes, only us. Now let's go inside and unpack our stuff!" Playfully grabbing her daughter's hand, she ran into the house.
Emily entered her huge new room. It was old. Everything was old - the bed, closet and lamp. Although everything wasn't perfect, she was only hoping to find new friends at school, and tomorrow was Monday, so she had to be ready for the big day. She was pretty tired after traveling to the new house, so she decided to go to sleep much earlier. She got into the bed and turned off all the lights and fell asleep.
Emily woke up middle of the night hearing a strange sound that was in her room. It was like scratching. "Huh, who's there?!" She sighed and felt fear creep through her body. She hid under her blankets, but she still heard all those weird scratching sounds.
"Maybe it is a cat?" Emily thought to herself. Then she paused thoughtfully, "But how did he get here?"
She stood up from the bed and felt brave enough to find out who was there. She started to hear those scratches again, but she knew it was just some kind of animal. She started to search for the animal, and she heard that the scratching was coming right from closet. She shivered as she slowly started to open the closet doors.
"Huh?!" Emily was pretty surprised that she saw nothing, but she knew that closet was pretty big so she walked inside to find what could have been making that sound. As she walked in she felt that something was breathing on her neck. She felt the biggest fear well up from deep inside of her, she just closed her eyes and started to breathe slower.
She felt that someone scratched her hand. She felt such a pain so she started, as fast as she could, to run out of and away from the closet. But she heard a voice that sounded like a male teenager voice. "Where do you think you're going?" The scratcher asked with a sinister, eerie voice.
Emily could feel how he jumped on her and pinned her to the floor. When she saw him, (thanks to the light streaming in from the window) she noticed what he looked like, which was oddly enchanting. The first things that she saw were his bright blue eyes; it was like they were glowing in the dark. He wore a dark grey mask and he had light grey skin. When she looked closer, she saw that he had brown hair with dyed red tips, and then that blood that trickled out from his eyes.She couldn't see how he was dressed because of darkness.
She gulped as his eyes met hers. He just chuckled. And then she saw his arm. He had glove on it... his nails were so long that she would never have imagined that someone could have such long nails. They were like "Freddy Krueger' claws. She realized that it was with those claws that he made that bleeding scratch on her arm.
She stated to scream for help. But the boy just chuckled.
"Hey,wanna know what's soon gonna bloody over the room? The killer smiled widly.
She felt that his claws were pretty close to her chest and that she would die soon. But she couldn't control myself, she had to ask him the overwhelming question many ask in horror movies.
"... W-who are you?!" She gulped and just waited for answer and she saw how he moved his head to her direction.
"Oh, so you want to know, huh?" the killer chuckled. "Let's just say, your nightmare or The Skroll".
Emily breathed heavily, hoping he'd let her off for not kicking him off.
But then she heard her mother's voice from the hallway: "I'm home sweetie!"
The boy stood up as fast as he could and pushed her to the wall and jumped from the window.
Emily was elated, and as her mother came into the room, she could be seen with blood on her hands.
"Emily! What's wrong with your hand!" she gasped and started to help her get up. "How did this happen, darling?!" She asked her again... But she felt so tired and couldn't say anything so just closed her eyes and fell asleep.
She woke in the morning seeing my doctor and my mother talking. She heard the talk about the deep wound on my hands and how I had to miss school for a week. Her mom saw that she was awake and she hugged heras fast as she could.
"Emily, tell us, how did you get this wound?!"
Emily didn't know how to tell her everything as she was afraid that the killer would find out and kill her. So she said "Mommy, you know how bad at cooking I am, right?"
"You are not that bad, sweetie. Do you mean to say that you got this wound by cooking?"
My mom sighed and stared deep into my blue eyes.
"Y-yes mommy." Em said.
"Well, the wound is still very deep and I just can't imagine how a child could cause such damage in the kitchen? But that means that you have to stay at home for whole week, Emily."
The doctor told her, left her room and left the house.
Emily knew that he would come back and she was actually ready for his visit. Maybe it was good staying at home, maybe Skroll was hoping to kill her after school? she was just in a big thought about her death and about that weird boy the whole day. Maybe it was just a dream? And she was sleep walking or something and she made a wound by herself?
It was pretty late and her mom came to her room, kissed her cheek and wished her good dreams. She turned off all the lights in in her daughter's room. But her daughter felt that he was coming. She did not know how but she was just feeling it. Maybe he wouldn't come? But she couldn't just fall asleep like that! She tried NOT TO SLEEP. But... she couldn't control her sleepy eyes and fell asleep again...
She slowly opened my eyes and felt a cold breeze. looking around her room, she saw that her window for some reason was open. Then she remembered that boy! Oh no, he's here! But where is he!
She slowly started to open the closet doors, but he wasn't there. She actually felt so nervous! Maybe he killed her mother!? Or even worse! Emily knew that he had to be somewhere! She ran into the hallway.
"MOM! MOM!" She shouted. But... No response?
Emily knew that something was wrong, her mom always responded even in the middle of the night! Before getting into her mother's room, she called the police and told them everything about the Skroll. They told me that it's not the first time that he has broken into a house and killed people.
They promised that they'd come fast as they can! They told her NOT to enter her Mother's room. But... she couldn't resist... maybe everything was alright, maybe her mom was just in a deep sleep and she was the one who opened the window. But... Emily knew that he was here, she could feel it... she ran towards mom's room and slowly opened her door... what she saw was... the most horrible thing she'd ever seen! she saw him, but the small light in her mom's room helped her to see how he looked exactly.
She realized that he wore a dark grey hoodie and black pants and shoes. And he was eating meat?! Then she saw her mom's bloody dead body, her body was completely scratched and Emily could see her organs. Emily realized that Skroll was eating her flesh... He was a cannibal?! She started to scream, then he saw her and our eyes met again. And she heard what he said.
"I love to play with my food." he chuckled.
Then he hissed and showed his sharp long claws. Emily gasped and saw how he was coming towards her. She closed the door fast as I could. She could remember that she had all the keys for every door in the house. She took the keys from her pocket and locked the door pretty fast, hearing how he kicked at the door.
Emily started to cry as she watched how his hand made a big hole in the door. she started to run into the yard and, as she went outside, she saw that the police were already there. She felt a big smile flood across her face. As they saw her they took her to the car and entered the house.
Emily waited for them for about 23 minutes, but they were gone... She lost all hope that she was gonna stay alive that day. But she saw that someone was running from the house, that it was the policeman and he was alone. As fast as he could, he ran into the car.
"He killed all of them, we have to hurry! He is coming!" the policeman shouted and started to drive the car. Emily turned back and saw him. She saw Skroll standing in her room and smiling at her from the window. She saw that at her window were words; It was pretty hard to see but... the words were written with blood..
"That was fun, wasn't it?"
As the policeman drove as fast as he could away from her home, She knew that she'd never forget that smile and those words. "That was fun, wasn't it?" She knew that he would come back... even if she'd be far far away from this place... He always knows where you are...
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