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As the pair crossed the roaring river, they noticed a figure waiting for them on the other side…

The figure

As the pair crossed the roaring river, they noticed a figure waiting for them on the other side.


As they near the figure, they quickly realized they were nearing their death and there was no going back.


The face of the figure was deathly pale, with dark veins pulsing beneath its skin. Its lips were cracked, a deathly, sickly shade of green. Its eyes were bloodshot almost bulging out of its socket.


It moved almost ruggedish towards the pair of lovers who sat on a canoe snuggled beside each other trembling with fear as they gazed at the figure.


The figure raised its hand, with claws instead of nails as it extended it towards the lovers.


Its hands gripped the hair of one of the lovers envolking a deep blood curling scream that seems to tremble the water itself.


"No! You can not do this" The other of the lovers screamed.


"Take me instead, I beg of you" The lover added.


"No! Anthony, it wants me, so let it take me." The lover that was taken quickly dissuaded the thought.


"No, Layla, I won't let it take you. I can't bear the thought of letting you die while I am still alive. Without you, there is nothing worth living for". Anthony said, punching the figure in the leg but if it felt pain, it didn't let it show.


Anthony was flung miles away across the water when the creature hit him with its muscular hand.


"No!" Layla screamed, her voice shattering the mountains.


"Please I beg of you" She desperately pleaded with the monster, fat tears rolling down her cheeks as she struggled to get out of its hold.


"I can't live without him" She croaked out.


"Do not worry yourself, I will make sure he joins you in the afterlife. The figure said with a monotone voice before it laughed out loud as if the lovers plight was somehow amusing to it.


With a quick, brutal swipe of his claws, the woman's face was tore off, her nose was shredded beyond recognition, her eye balls dangled from their sockets. The skin from her lips was painfully peeled off.


A guttural scream echoed throughout the water as the figure ripped out the woman's vocal cords, silencing her. He dropped her lifeless body and moved stealthily towards Anthony who now froze in shock at the brutality his lover faced.


Before he could even think of running, the figure had already caught up to him.


It grabbed Anthony by the neck and burrowed his head into its mouth crushing it with an almost extraordinary strength.


Soon, what was left was the two unrecognisable lifeless bodies of two unfortunate lovers.


And the culprit? It left with its head held high as it moved towards the dark part of the water, blood dripping from its claws into the now red water.











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