Chapter 88 Night Horror 3

Seeking information, though I was unsure if I could, I tried taking a step out of the house, and surprise flashed on my face as I realized I actually could. Realizing that my freedom in the dream wasn't limited to Denise's presence or what she could see, I immediately rushed to find the leader of the masked men, curiosity burning within me on what he was doing that kept him outside instead of being in with his team. I had just rushed down the lawn of the large two-story house behind me when I fell to my knees, my heart rapidly beating and terror filling it, my entire being wanting to go back into the house and save the children, "This is just a dream, I can't do a thing." I tried telling myself but it changed nothing. Dragging myself to my feet, I spotted a police vehicle parked down the road, this most likely being the security the family had been assigned. Observing more closely, I noticed no activity coming from it and could only conclude that its occupants were dead. Looking away from the police car, I took a left, stumbling like a drunkard as I looked for my target, but just as I caught sight of him down the lawn around the corner, the masked leader standing before a podium that carried a thick large book which was open, fear and terror I had never felt in my life consumed me and before I knew it I was rushing back to the house. "Stop it, stop it, stop it" I didn't know what happening, but I wanted whatever was happening inside to stop. I burst into the house expecting the worst, but nothing could prepare me for the sight of one of the masked people muttering several incoherent words, while Harry had his hand around a dagger which was stabbed into the heart of one of the girls while kneeling on the table beside her. "I'll do anything, please" "No please, Tess. Please no" "Leave her alone" "What do you people think you're doing, she's just a little girl." Inside the house was a mess and without delay, I rushed towards the men tears going down my eyes as I tried to stop them, Punches, kicks, pleas, tackles. Regret, shame and guilt at my weakness filled me as I watched what was undeniably a barbaric ritual go on before me. From the stab to the heart, blood flowed onto the table guided by a mysterious force to follow the lines created by symbols that had been drawn on the table. I watched as Harry pulled the blade out of the dead girl, Kate weeping and sobbing behind struggling to move forward but held back by the other masked man. Releasing a chuckle Harry glanced at Kate and stabbed the girl's heart once more. "Don't worry I haven't forgotten you." Cackling madly, Harry focused on the girl before him and began stabbing at her chest repeatedly, the mutterings of the female masked woman close to him becoming faster and louder as seconds passed till suddenly the entire table was consumed by an intense fire. I thought the table and its occupants would burn but instead after some seconds, the fire went out, leaving nothing but a dead girl and a man whose clothes had been burnt off but was sporting a big grin. "I feel different," Immediately Harry said this, he pushed off the table with unbelievable strength. Harry softly landed before one of the masked men, particularly the one who had ratted about his misfortunate in prison and struck out with a fist that packed enough strength to go through a brick wall. I thought a fight would break out between the masked men, but just before Harry's fist could meet his target, it stopped a few inches from the masked man seemingly blocked by some invisible wall. "privileged prick" Harry snorted but before he could make another move, the female spoke. "Behave yourself" All the female did was speak but for several seconds everyone in the house went silent, not even a sobbing Kate daring to let out a sound as a deadly chill spread through. "I'm next," the masked who had just been threatened said after some seconds, his voice amused and excited, and without delay he grabbed onto the other little girl's arm, pulling her from her mother and dragging her to the table. Kate and James despite the beating they had been through, squirmed trying to reach their child, and while the other masked man kicked James on the stomach and had him rolling away, Harry grabbed Kate by the hair, pulling her up like she weighed nothing and then ripping her clothes with a single tug, malicious intent clear in his eyes. "This is a nightmare" At this point I didn't know what to feel, I felt I could go mad at any moment, and could only look at Denise who at the moment, was looking left and right, the tough mask she had put on this whole time cracking and then when a scream left the mouth of the little girl on the table and her mother let out a deep cry of anguish, tears flowed down her eyes. "Please, please, let me go" Denise croaked out, too scared to even move. "Who are these monsters? Isn't this a bit too much?" After shouting and screaming and struggling in vain to make a difference, I fell to my knees and wept, tears leaving my eyes uncontrollably. "Marcus please do something" "Huh" Undoubtedly someone had spoken to me and when I looked up, I saw Denise's eyes on me, pure fear in her eyes. seaʀᴄh thё NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Please take me out of here" The strong aloof woman I knew was completely gone, looking at her all I saw was a little girl who dreaded what was to come next. I saw intense struggle on Denise's face and it made me realise that she was fighting through whatever powers enabled this dream just to communicate to me. It was clear to me that Denise didn't want to continue in this nightmare, but unfortunately, I could do nothing. Everything Densie felt in this dream I did and I feared it was at a x2 ratio. Immediately she had broken down in tears, the hopelessness that had hit her had also hit me and as I dreaded what was to come, the next redon of fire which had been blazing on the table went out and a naked young man with blond hair stepped down from the table. "It's your turn Mike," The man said, taking his eyes off his friend who was already dragging a screaming boy to the table while he moved towards Denise, the raging boner he had telling of his intentions for her. For a moment time went still and then my body burst forward in action. Feelings that were not my own but which I fully welcomed consumed, me, anger and defiance filling my entire being as attacked the blonde hair once more. Unfortunately, nothing changed and I was left as just an observer, bearing witness to the man ripping off Denise's clothes, even loosening her bind taking pleasure in watching her struggle harder as hope which didn't exist was rekindled. "This is going to be so sweet" the blond man muttered. Every emotion Denise felt, I did, and though the woman resisted with all her strength, I could feel her desperate hope for a Savior or a miracle and worst off I could feel the way these feelings gradually faded away as a cruel reality set in for her. "System please take me out of here" "System" "System" I wanted to be strong but I couldn't, the darkness I could feel encroaching was all-encompassing and I didn't want to face it. When my wife left, I thought I had been taken to the deepest of hells, that I had seen the worst but right now... [Ding!! Spend 10000 PSDP to escape the nightmare]