I originally wrote this in a long ass text message to my dear friend and user Monster Tesk, re-wrote it to correct some grammar and spelling mistakes:
(Originally posted by Monster Tesk on Sunday, September 18, 2011)
So you're laying down in your bed. It's dark, quiet, but you can still hear the quiet muffled sounds of people chatting from the living room, it's just about that time when everybody is off to bed. You're laying there, tired, you've had a long day. You're still a little tense but it's slowly starting to drift away as you realize you have no plans for tomorrow and you have this night to relax and let go of everything.
Then it starts.
That sudden feeling that you're not alone, that someone is there with you. You look around the darkened room. No one. But you know someone is there. There is a window across the room, and you can see the bright moonlight coming through the blinds. The slender and crooked silhouette of a tree branch stretched out across it, slightly moving to and fro from the wind outside. And then it goes dark. Something has suddenly blocked all light coming in, but you can't make out what or whom. Suddenly it's as if a giant dark curtain had fallen down. There's no moonlight anymore, just a black mass behind the blinds.
And then it's gone. It's moved off to the right, and the moonlight is back, with just the tree branch shadow against the blinds. Only now it's not moving anymore. It's silent now. There's no more muffled sounds from the living room. You look around the room. Nothing. Just the moonlight shining from outside. It's dead quiet. You're snuggled up in bed with the blanket around you, and so you close your eyes.
But then the dark feeling comes back, and you realize closing your eyes was a mistake, for now you can feel a presence. You open them again......
...........only to realize you are now staring at face, just a few inches away from your own. You freeze, your breath catches in your throat. You can feel their warm breath flowing onto your own face.
You realize they're wearing a mask, a black mask with only their eyes and mouth showing, holding a stern look. You're still frozen, suddenly very worried about how close they are. But to your relief the face suddenly pulls back, and the figure stands up above you. You can still see their eyes, almost like two bright white slits shining out from the mask, which leads way into a cape and a dark suit. You can't make it out right away, but then you see it.
Bat ears.
Before you have time to comprehend it all, a voice breaks the silence, it's loud but strained and forced, in a gruffled like manner. You don't catch what is said right away. "What?", you say.
It repeats.
"Your cat. I accidentally hit your cat outside."
Then you sit up in bed, and are fully alert. "What the hell?"
The figure speaks again. "I'm sorry, but your cat ran in front of me, and I hit it."
You blink. "Oh my god you're Batman"
He seems to suddenly slump slightly, and lower his head. "Yes, but I'm just trying to apologize for hitting your cat".
You're stunned, but come back. "I-I don't have a cat." The dark figure looks up. "oh". it's silent but now a different atmosphere has settled in.
Awkwardness.
The air feels heavy, you stare ahead but are avoiding looking at the figure directly. He seems stern, but now is wavering, as if trying to find something to say. Even the branch behind the blinds shifts uncomfortably. A few moments of nothing. And then he straightens up.
"Nevermind. Go back to sleep" he starts to turn. "Wait" you utter. He turns back, says nothing.
"I....I won't say anything." you say. He wavers again. "Thanks", and then he hurriedly turns around, awkwardly turns the doorknob, and rushes out the room. The door shuts, a careful, slow shut. You then sit there staring at the door. No more noises are heard, no shuffling. As if he'd stepped out of existence. Your eye catches a brief shadow passing by the window. You turn your head in time to see the last flicker of a black mass disappear. Then, back to nothing.
You lay back, suddenly aware of your own body, your own tiredness. But now your eyes are fixed on the window. The branch and the moonlight, saying nothing. Your mind is silent for a while.
"Batman uses door knobs", you hear yourself say, as you drift off to sleep.
The end.
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(Originally posted by Monster Tesk on Sunday, September 18, 2011)
So you're laying down in your bed. It's dark, quiet, but you can still hear the quiet muffled sounds of people chatting from the living room, it's just about that time when everybody is off to bed. You're laying there, tired, you've had a long day. You're still a little tense but it's slowly starting to drift away as you realize you have no plans for tomorrow and you have this night to relax and let go of everything.
Then it starts.
That sudden feeling that you're not alone, that someone is there with you. You look around the darkened room. No one. But you know someone is there. There is a window across the room, and you can see the bright moonlight coming through the blinds. The slender and crooked silhouette of a tree branch stretched out across it, slightly moving to and fro from the wind outside. And then it goes dark. Something has suddenly blocked all light coming in, but you can't make out what or whom. Suddenly it's as if a giant dark curtain had fallen down. There's no moonlight anymore, just a black mass behind the blinds.
And then it's gone. It's moved off to the right, and the moonlight is back, with just the tree branch shadow against the blinds. Only now it's not moving anymore. It's silent now. There's no more muffled sounds from the living room. You look around the room. Nothing. Just the moonlight shining from outside. It's dead quiet. You're snuggled up in bed with the blanket around you, and so you close your eyes.
But then the dark feeling comes back, and you realize closing your eyes was a mistake, for now you can feel a presence. You open them again......
...........only to realize you are now staring at face, just a few inches away from your own. You freeze, your breath catches in your throat. You can feel their warm breath flowing onto your own face.
You realize they're wearing a mask, a black mask with only their eyes and mouth showing, holding a stern look. You're still frozen, suddenly very worried about how close they are. But to your relief the face suddenly pulls back, and the figure stands up above you. You can still see their eyes, almost like two bright white slits shining out from the mask, which leads way into a cape and a dark suit. You can't make it out right away, but then you see it.
Bat ears.
Before you have time to comprehend it all, a voice breaks the silence, it's loud but strained and forced, in a gruffled like manner. You don't catch what is said right away. "What?", you say.
It repeats.
"Your cat. I accidentally hit your cat outside."
Then you sit up in bed, and are fully alert. "What the hell?"
The figure speaks again. "I'm sorry, but your cat ran in front of me, and I hit it."
You blink. "Oh my god you're Batman"
He seems to suddenly slump slightly, and lower his head. "Yes, but I'm just trying to apologize for hitting your cat".
You're stunned, but come back. "I-I don't have a cat." The dark figure looks up. "oh". it's silent but now a different atmosphere has settled in.
Awkwardness.
The air feels heavy, you stare ahead but are avoiding looking at the figure directly. He seems stern, but now is wavering, as if trying to find something to say. Even the branch behind the blinds shifts uncomfortably. A few moments of nothing. And then he straightens up.
"Nevermind. Go back to sleep" he starts to turn. "Wait" you utter. He turns back, says nothing.
"I....I won't say anything." you say. He wavers again. "Thanks", and then he hurriedly turns around, awkwardly turns the doorknob, and rushes out the room. The door shuts, a careful, slow shut. You then sit there staring at the door. No more noises are heard, no shuffling. As if he'd stepped out of existence. Your eye catches a brief shadow passing by the window. You turn your head in time to see the last flicker of a black mass disappear. Then, back to nothing.
You lay back, suddenly aware of your own body, your own tiredness. But now your eyes are fixed on the window. The branch and the moonlight, saying nothing. Your mind is silent for a while.
"Batman uses door knobs", you hear yourself say, as you drift off to sleep.
The end.
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