Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

The monster ran towards Frankenstein, his arms outstretched and his hands ready to wrap around Victor's throat. The monster's grimy hands squeezed tighter and tighter. His hands were a python suffocating it's prey. They rolled around on their feet. Frankenstein trying to be set free, but the monster was unwilling. All of a sudden, Elizabeth walked in. She was dazed and horrified by the vicous sight. She tried wrenching his hands off of Victor but was unsuccessful. She lunged at him, trying to knock him down, but he just brushed her aside. She fell to the floor with a clatter. As Frankenstein wouldn’t die, the monster ripped his throat out. Blood splattered everywhere. The blood coated the monster's hand like paint. It was a thick syrup. Elizabeth let out a howl of pain as her heart had been torn in two. Her cousin, Victor Frankenstein, was dead. Tears fountain out of her diamond blue eyes as she lay in endless pain. Suddenly, Victor let out an audible gurgling noise. Next came a waterfall of blood billowing out of it. The monster slid away unnoticed by Elizabeth’s blinded vision. She now sit clutching the limp, lifeless body of her cousin as she became drenched in blood.