The red room.

I am sitting in the corner of the room. The red room, me and my friends thought it would be funny to just venture around this place. The prison was shut down after there had been a huge fire and over 200 inmates burnt alive because the fire systems had broken down. 100 inmates escaped and 15 guards were also killed. No bodies were recovered and the building was left to rot and break down. It burnt for nearly 5 days before  it was declared that no bodies would be looked for because the build would be so unsafe.

After we had learnt about what had happened in that prison at school, as a joke we all started making plans to go into it. Eventually the joke died down, and about Halloween time someone brought up the plans again.
"come on guys it will be a bit of fun. Be there in 10 minutes on our bikes and walk around the place shitting ourselves and then go home. It is simple and it will be fun"
we gave his a dirty look and carried on with life but he pestered us until we all agreed with to just visit. But of course the plan changed 4 times. Eventually the plan was, we all stayed round my friend Alan house; whose parents were never in. Him and his twin brother Jake would set up the house so when we came back it would look like we had been there for hours. we all arrived around about 7 Pm and it was very dark at this point in time. we parked our bikes outside and went inside for about 30 minutes to eat pizza. We discussed again what was the plan and then again set off.

When we got to the prison, there was a fence that was locked and had not been touched for maybe 10 years. As usual Alan was the one to lead and climb the fence, his brother, then mark, Dan and finally me. I was last because I was the slowest climber. Ever since I broke my leg, I lost all ability to be quicker than all my friends and it really got me down. But not the point, once I was over we started to walk toward the wreck  of a building. It had burnt the area around it, you could see it even after so many year. Alan pushed his brother over and ran off. So the chase began, I ran after Alan as quick as I could laughing my head off  trying to find the speed to run after him. We all were laughing and having fun when we heard a blood curdling scream.

I stopped straight away to look around us, the other guys took a little longer. We all stayed silent for a while and then slowly walked towards each other.
"what the hell was that?" Jake asked, I could hear him shaking as he asked us.
" A fox, just a fox or an animal of some sort." we all nodded and chuckled. How stupid can we be for being scared of a fox, we carried on until we got to the main entrance.

Some strange reason there was a set of blueprints, they were near enough unreadable but we could understand the basic out line of the structure. we entered the huge door way, there was some form of a roof but it was in pieces and was crumbling even when we were looking up. we walked slowly around the building the first room was where the visitors came to get ready to see the men. There was a really foul smell that seem to stick to this room, it smelt of a dead animal. I was brought out of the thought process when I slipped onto my ass into a wet patch. I let out a cry and wiped off the nasty smelling liquid.
"it looks like petrol and a lot of it. This hasn't been here that long either because if it was here when the fire it would have been burnt off." Jake got onto his knees and smelt the liquid. It made him gag as he took in realisation that it was petrol.
We carried on still, now into the main prison. There must have been over 3000  cells in this area and they were  all open. Every single one was open, meaning either there was bullshit said in the news that the fire systems failed or people had been here before us. Which actually seemed likely, we looked on the first floor and saw no bodies. Not one body and this made me feel sick. Someone was covering something up.

we walked round the first floor and found nothing. My friends were not happy, they wanted to find a dead body at least. So we went into the canteen and sat down at one of the tables.
"Where the hell is our food!?!" Dan shouted at the top of his lungs
we all had a  giggle and again was enjoying ourselves. A huge bang came from the kitchen, it was so loud it made the floor shake. I jumped out of my seat and pulled Mark out of the way as a table came flying past our side. It looked like the table had been pushed from the opposite end to us, Mark's face was pale and he threw up not long after. I pat his back as he threw up, the other 3 were shocked and went to investigate the area of the crash. When Mark had finishing throwing up I sat him down and gave him some water that I had in my backpack. He Thanked me and took a sip.

"what the fuck!? It looks like the floor above collapsed and pushed the tables towards you guys. what is this?" Alan pulled a book out of the rubble and opened it.
" There is one guy here that I am curious about that doesn't seem to be right. I think he is insane and so I want to prove it so we can get him out of this place as soon as possible. He just doesn't sit right and he loves the red room"
I looked at him as he finished the entry.
" is that it?" I asked quietly
He nodded and replied " the rest has been ripped out and burnt"
There was a mad man in this prison, we had to find the red room. I started to walk before the rest of the guys and started to run. I knew there was something strange about that blueprint, I ran up the first flight of stairs and looked for a sign across the floors. The next flight, and this is where I stopped to catch my breath. They had caught up to me by this time, I ignored their shots at me calling me all sorts of names. I looked left and right to see what I had wanted to see.
"shut up! If you looked on the blueprints there is a third floor but no third flight of stairs" I walked slowly knowing this floor was where the floor had fell through. They followed me slowly minding their step, Mark had stopped and threw up again. He was badly ill and so through concern I turned round not thinking and fell straight through the floor into a cell. I blacked out.

It must had only been a few minutes because the guys had only just got to me when I re awoke. I had hurt my arm and I had a nose bleed but I really didn't care. behind my worrying friends stood a man, he was in a straight jacket and stood looking at me. Blood covered his face and the straight jacket was yellow and bloody. I stood up and again ignored my friends, the mad man smiled and disappeared. I walked up the stairs holding my broken arm against my chest and walked toward the room at the end of the hall. My friends again caught up and stepped back.
"what is that smell?" Alan covered his face.
I pushed again the door and the red room was discovered.

I gagged and pulled my hoody over my face, the others done the same. There was a set of stairs that lead to another door. I walked up and pushed it open. Bodies, hundreds of dead bodies decorated the room. I could not take it and threw up. My friends walked in slowly and saw what had made me chuck.
I cried, I couldn't take it any more. I got onto my knees and cried. This was over whelming. I couldn't stop.
Alan screamed, I turned round to see the door shut behind us.
" No, no no no no no! Please god No!" Jake and Alan pulled at the door and tried to get it open. Mark and Dan looked  at the me with the jaws almost hitting the floor. I was shaking and looked behind me. The mad man stood about a meter in front of me. The smile still on his face, I stood up and went to run but the door slammed behind me. I heard Mark and Dan on the other side shouting at me to run somewhere. I walked over to the corner of the room and covered my face. If this mad man was going to kill me, I would just be unaware and would prefer to have my eyes closed. I breathed gently and allowed myself to cry again. I was in so much pain and I was so scared. i heard the mad man slowly shuffle towards me. My throat went tight and I started chocking. They man had the arm of his straight jacket around my neck I looked up to see him bloody face before closing my eyes and becoming one of the many bodies in the red room.

I am now in the corner of the red room, like one of the many bodies I just wait to be found and buried  Me and my friends can't be near each other because the mad man has kept us apart. There has been so many teenagers since I died been here, I scream to warm them to go away. Most run and don't come back. Those who don't listen will become one of those people in the red room.

The guide.

I have done studies on this process. It is called guidance or what I have called it anyway. I am being too forward, my name is Dr Jung. I have been for years studying psychology as a primary subject and now been taken on as an apprentice at a local mental hospital and hoping to gain a further knowledge in this field. I recently have had no time to record any of my thoughts but not the point. I am recording them now, I have experienced something so much more powerful than any human being can take. The full power of the mind has been presented to me and now I have not slept for the past few days. The neurosis is when a person has been presented with a quick glance at the whole power of our mind and not being able to cope with it. I think I can cope just about but I have not been able to sleep. I am sorry if I do repeat myself it is a thing to process but I will explain.

I fell asleep a few days ago with the thoughts about one of my patents who happen to slip into a mental state without any influence. I woke up in a vivid dream and dreamt of a bulled horn man who could fly. At this moment in time you have just told me to go away and say yes of course he is in a dream. but it felt as real as anything, but with my logical mind I know it was a dream. He came up to me and placed his hand on my shoulder and made me feel safe. I wanted to just wake up, and he said in a deep voice " I am Philemon and I am your guide." I looked at this strange creature and question him. "my guide?"
"yes your guide Jung, the mind you seem to be so fond of. I am your guide and hope I can help" A  smile spread across this Philemon's face and I felt ill. This was not normal for even one of my dreams and I actually felt light headed and so sat down. Philemon sat next to me and explained the mind a simplest form he could, but I could not take it in. Every word I absorbed made me feel worse and worse, I noticed the more worked up I got the bigger Philemon got and infact the more evil he looked. This just made me worse and then I woke up. people who are reading this are going is that it. well no I wouldn't be this on edge, Philemon is real. He walks around this world, watching me work and look after my patients. The fact is that my female patient Anne tends to say hello every time he walks into a room, she said she can see him and that I ought to be careful.
I found out that we have a person that sits on our shoulder judging every thing we do. Like our angle but the problem is that whether you are person who has a good or bad ID or super ego. basically, if you are bad and have an ID they get more powerful, meaning Philemon is a version of an ID. I don't know, I can not think any more and my mind has gone into a strange place. Philemon is watching me write this and....

This was never completed by Jung but is said not long after his first dream with Philemon, his attitudes to life changed dramaticly. It was like he was a completely different person.

I know, I know....

I know, I know

you want to go free

Please, please don't hurt me

you shout and sob

I laugh and say 

you wait and see,

what I have for you today.

Ah I see you have stopped 

No more crying, I wonder why

You have seen my special friend

He will see you until your end

So please ignore my little friend.

I know, I know 

Now you scream and shout

Please, please help me out. 

Hush your little head 

It is almost time for your final bed 

Don't worry It will not hurt a bit

Did I say will not, I lied 

Your hands are tied

You are gagged 

No more please, please 

Just hush child, your end  is near

please enjoy your time here 

I know, I know 

watch that blood flow

The Sudden Drop

Relax, you lay on your back and slow your breathing. You concentrate on the little light source in your room. You feel comfort from this little light and let your eyes become heavy and close naturally, your breathing now covering any sound that may disturb you. This deep sleep slowly dragging you into it's depths. You feel you legs go heavy; the sensation starting from your toes, slowly moving up your feet and then you legs; paralysing them. This would normally make you panic but it is a nice sensation and makes you just relax even more. Your dreams now becoming more vivid.

You see yourself on an island,walking along the white sand beaches. you look at the sea, pick up a random pebble and with all your power you throw the pebble. It skims the water 1,2,3,4 times before sinking into the  water. You get onto your knees and splash the cool, clear water onto you face cleaning it. The cool gems clearing your face. The sun has set, when you re-open your eyes. You walk along the beach a little while longer, watching the sun set from red to pink, until you hit a rock face. You look up and see an unnatural light, so you start to climb. You can not stop yourself from climbing it is like an automatic response. Finally reaching the top, you feel tired and so sit down taking in the final sights before the sun disappears from earth.
You stand up and breath in the fresh salty air. The rock face looks over the sea. As you look down an overwhelming feeling of a light headedness makes you step back. Again an automatic response makes you take a few more steps back to ready yourself to do a run up, you tell yourself to stop there is a cliff, STOP!
You fall through the air, and you are thinking you are going to die. You hit the water and wake up in reality. You are covered in sweat and breathing fast. But wait you are not in bed and that is not sweat. You lay in a pool of your own blood on the floor not even in your own room. In an ally with a knife 3 inches into you torso. A dark figure stands at your feet there watching you. You can only see a white smile "Sweet dreams" 

I am in the shadows...

when you sleep I am there
that feeling of comfort that you feel at night,
I can make that disappear.
I will step into your room at the dead of night.
Not a sound, not a fright.
But wait that  light that  shines in your room.
I hide behind the beam and soon.
I will be next to you.
I get close to your face and breath gently.
your face twitch with slight, your dream dragging you deeper in.
oh no I best to go back into the shadows.
you will not know I was there, in your room, in the shadows.
but tomorrow night I will be back when you sleep.
That feeling of comfort that you feel at night,
I can make disappear. I am standing here
I am in the shadows

The crack under the door

They are right outside my door, walking back and forth. pacing and giggling, you know I have been in this room for 3 days 4 hours and 16 minutes.  I haven't moved and my breathing is shallow and slow hoping not to be heard by them. so that they can just leave me in peace, but I know inside that this vision of peace will never happen
I am saying this like everyone knows what I am talking about and I am sorry for that but the last thing on my mind at this moment in time your thoughts are not on my mind. I just wanted to pass my story on before it ends. A few days ago as usual I would go through my iPod deleting the odd email and keeping others, when I received an email saying:

To: Emily Furniss

From: you don't know what you are messing with

 Go ONto THe WEb tO SearCH FoR Us

esb87j/youdontknowwhatyouaremessingwith.com

As usual I just ignored it and went on with my day, that was at 9am and before I went to lessons. After school, I went to go and grab my iPod. I opened it to my email, 93 unread emails. Surprised I clicked onto my first account and it was the same email repeated 93 times. my iPod naturally died in my hand and went into overload mode, in anger I found my laptop and went onto my emails to delete every single one. Before I was about to block the bastard that was sending those emails, one email came just before hitting the button and saw that a different name and a different response. you are next, you are next, you are next! this line was repeated over and over. with a click I deleted that message. I walked away from my laptop, I left it to die in my bedroom. I didn't sleep in my room that night anyway so I wasn't worried.

For the next few days there was nothing, every so often I got a Facebook message. In fact I forgot complete but again a week later from the first day I got that email, another email.



To: Emily Furniss
From: you don't know what you are messing with

I hOpe you KnOW WhaT You ARe Doing
CliCK before ThE TiME IS UP


esb87j/youdontknowwhatyouaremessingwith.com

This time I actually felt fear from a few words. Again with a click I deleted that fucking message, this was actually starting to get to me. The next hour I must have deleted over 300 messages from the same person over and over again. I have had enough this point in time and replied " you think this is funny don't you, I could easily block you but I give you a chance to stop."


To: Emily Furniss
From: you don't know what you are messing with


AHhaaHAHAHA

you are next.

I heard nothing at all for another few days. It was 11:20 pm when I heard bangs from down stairs in my house, I instantly jumped out of bed and slowly crept to the door to find out what was in my house. grabbing something I took a few steps down stairs. Now my breathing was loud and I couldn't keep my hand from shaking. I heard bangs and crashes in my living room, this made me gasp and then there was silence. several footsteps around the wooden flooring made me take a step up, poking my head around the stair well I saw three people with dark clothing and bright white eyes with little red dots. This made me scream and run back up the stairs into my room. I pushed my double bed against the door and huddled myself in a corner so I could see the little gap I had left. Ever since then they have been walking back and forth, teasing me with their deep giggles. I have been getting emails until about an 3 hours, I don't know what to do. I am typing this late at night but I have put a timer on it so it will post in 24 hours. I am going to kill myself, at least I can be merciful to myself. They have started to scream at the top of their lungs, I am crying again. click on the link and you will go to a page that says not found. click on the link that is on that page and just follow the instructions  They won't kill or tease you. You will get a final email saying whether or not you will be set free, I done it too late don't let that happen to you. I beg you, don't take this as 'joke' or 'a story'. I am ending it now. I can just see them through the crack under the door.

HELLO

HEY
well I have had such a week I am sorry I  have not been a regular as I was before going to school, A lot has happened but for you beautiful people I will write a quick story for you :) Thank you all for the support I am getting :D

I am back

well hello :D
sorry it has been a while since I have lasted update, this week the real slender was suppose to be recorded. due to wrong timing it has been put back and I am sorry.
my beautiful people keep happy and have a good weekend :D