I was on the way home when, out of no where, the streetlight shut off. I didn't think of it too much, until, I felt a cold hand on my shoulder, or at least I thought it was a hand. When I looked at it, it was liquid black with long black fingers that when all the way down to my hips.. I would've screamed, but it disappeared into my shoulder. That's when I blacked out. When I wake up I was in a white room, everything, even the walls are white. I look at my pale skin and see a black tattoo. A chill goes down my spine. I loose my breath. And find I can't call for help. The next thing I know is I'm transported into an arena where I see ugly creatures that could curdle milk. Still I can't call for help. A bell dings, the creatures scream a blood chilling scream, and I am fighting, but it's not me. The tattoo is is curving and curling under my skin and now my fingers are on fire but I don't feel any thing, a half scorpion half snake comes towards me I point my fingers at it and hope for the best......
(inspiration from The Black Tattoo)
(inspiration from The Black Tattoo)
