- "Shall I tell you of last night's dream? Dark forms came to me, whispering of unspeakable atrocities."
- -Twinkle the Marvel Horse
- >You always were a sucker for the supernatural, so when you noticed a tiny hole had appeared in your basement, you did the most logical thing that you could think of
- >You started putting stuff into it
- >It was very small, about the size of a dime
- >The first things you put in were a couple of pebbles from outside
- >You should probably mention that you had your house build right next to Everfree Forest, to the protests of your friends
- >Everfree was the most supernatural and odd place you've ever seen, so it made sense to build your house next to it
- >Well, it made sense to you at least
- >By living next to Everfree, you boosted your chances of experiencing weird shit dramatically
- >And it looks like all your waiting has finally paid off
- >Anyways, you dropped the pebbles into the hole and waited for them to hit the bottom
- >You gave up listening after waiting for more than 10 minutes to hear them hit the bottom
- >Your next order of business was to stuck stuff into the tiny hole to see what happens
- >You had a length of rope that you'd been using to practice tying knots with
- >You unraveled it and began to feed it into the hole
- >After you had fed out about a foot of rope, you pulled it back out
- >The few remaining inches of rope were unwoven and frayed, with random sections of rope missing
- >The end of the rope looked like it had been pulled so hard that it snapped, even though you didn't feel anything while the rope was inside the hole
- >You decide that you aren't going to be putting any of your extremities into the hole any time soon
- >While examining the remains of the rope, you saw something begin to crawl out of the hole
- >It looked like some sort of millipede, only a million times worse
- >Covering its entire body were what looked like thousands of legs, making it look like it was pulsating as the legs moved
- >You let out a little yelp as it began to move towards you
- >Maybe 6 inches of the thing were out of the hole, and it didn't look like it was going to stop coming out any time soon
- >You grabbed the nearest thing that you could get your hands on, which turned out to be a 20 pound dumbbell from your dust covered weight rack
- >You hoisted the weight into the air and smashed into the pseudo millipede as hard possible
- >You heard a snapping sound, like a tree branch being broken, and the millipede thing was crushed in half
- >The half coming from the hole writhed for a couple of seconds before retreating back into the hole
- >The half that was now stuck under the weight was bleeding black blood, which seemed to curve itself towards the hole
- >The legs were going berserk, making it look as if it were vibrating
- >This continued for nearly half a minute until the thing finally collapsed
- >The body began to rapidly liquify and run towards the hole
- >With the millithing gone the only evidence that anything had happened was the dumbbell on the floor and the small crater it had made in your floor when you violently threw it onto the pseudopede
- >It took you a bit to recover from the shock, but when you did you had three things in mind
- >The first was that you couldn't let anyone ever find out about the hole
- >If anyone did, they'd probably try to destroy it, which you weren't about to let happen
- >You also had to get some weapons down in the basement, like a knife or a shovel or something, because you had no idea if anything else was going to come out of the hole
- >And most importantly, you had to figure out a way to study this thing
- >It was a seemingly impossible doorway to a place filled with hellish creatures, and you had to know more about it
- >You didn't really have a way of covering up the hole with anything that was currently downstairs, so you headed back up the stairs to try and find something
- >You came back down with a cast iron pot that was usually hung inside your fireplace for cooking big meals
- >You guessed it weighed close to 80 pounds, more than enough to keep anything from coming out of the hole
- >Or so you hoped
- >You placed the pot bottom side down on the hole, and filled it up with several dumbbells from the weight rack, just to be sure
- >You placed the dumbbell you had thrown back on the rack, and headed upstairs to formulate a plan for tomorrow, and to get some sleep
- _____
- >You wake up at around 9 and head to your bathroom
- >You take a shower and brush your teeth
- >You didn't shave though, since you've never been able to grow facial hair
- >You go downstairs and eat your breakfast, which was a spinach omelet
- >You begin to walk back to your bedroom when you hear a faint sound
- tap tap tap
- >You start walking towards the basement door, and the sound gets louder
- Tap Tap Tap
- >You open the door and begin to head downstairs
- Tap Tap Tap
- >Reaching the bottom of the stairs, you notice that the cast iron pot is moving ever so slightly
- TAP TAP TAP
- >You grab your lucky 20 pound dumbbell from the weight rack and head towards the pot
- TAP TAP TAP
- >You remove the dumbbells from the pot, placing each one back onto the rack
- TAP TAP TAP
- >You carefully slide the pot off the hole to reveal the source of the tapping
- >It's a human finger
- >You prod the finger with the dumbbell
- >It suddenly begins to rise out of the hole towards the ceiling
- >The finger is composed of several dozen knuckles, each connected by a joint
- >The "finger" begins to sway as it nears the ceiling
- >It lashes out at you in a blur, striking you in the chest
- >The finger hits with enough force to embed itself in your chest
- >You quickly yank it out, causing a fair amount of blood to come with it
- >Grasping the dumbbell with both hands, you swing it with as much strength as you can muster
- >The end of the dumbbell connects with the finger snake thing, hitting hard enough to snap one of the bones in half, causing it to topple over
- >It begins thrashing wildly while continuing to extend out of the hole
- >The finger seems to look at you, and begins to wrap itself around your body
- >As it begins to drag you towards the hole, you kick your foot out in a vain attempt to escape
- >As luck has it, your foot squarely connects with the base of the finger
- >A sickening crack is heard and the finger releases you, dragging itself back down the hole
- >You fall to the ground, your nose almost hitting the hole
- >The other half of the finger is just finishing the liquifying process in the corner of your basement
- >Now that you were lying on the ground, you get a good look at the hole
- >It was significantly larger than yesterday
- >While it was about the size of a dime the last time you saw it, now you could probably fit a quarter through it
- >You hastily push the pot over the hole and head upstairs to treat your wound
- >You open the first aid kit in your bathroom, and examine the hole that the finger made in you
- >It wasn't very deep, thank god, but it felt like someone was sticking a red hot fire poker into it
- >You wash it off and apply a very crude gauze and tape bandage
- >You couldn't risk going to the hospital and having them ask questions
- >You throw away your now ruined shirt, and head into your workroom
- >You had a lot to do

