Jason's Inferno
by Jason Orme


He awakes with the feel of cold bathroom tiles on his chest then wipes the warm sweat from his forehead.
He slowly with all his strength forces himself up onto his weak knees.
Once again he wipes his forhead, rubs his eyes and attempts a stretch, only to be sharply but back into position by a stabbing like pain in his back.
What happened? How did I end up here? are the thoughts on this troublesomed mans mind.

Getting to his feet, and leaning over the bathroom sink to wash his face, splashing it all over his face and shirt and tie.
He then shakes, geting rid of any excess water.

He turns around, opened the door.
But? Whats This?
The house isnt how he remembers it?
But wait?
Isnt this the house he grew up in as a child?

He walks down the landing, it seems so much longer than it use to be, even know it seemed rediculasly long...
Suddenly the lights turn off.

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"Daddy HELP ME!" a childs voice screams out

Slowly the light rise.... even though they were night dimmerble lights,

Ah!

He finds himself with his back against the wall, the sees the lights dim up and dim down,
What the hell is going on?

but whats this?

A shadow approuches in the darkness, a thin, female type figure, flirting her body side to side.
Suddenly
Thin,Long, claw like hands grab him from above,
clenching his pectorials

He jumps. looks up. to see a head emerge from the darkness

He gasps of the sight of this females face and arms emergeing from the darkness, with his pale white skin, facial markings and sewn up eyes

It makes a noise, sounds like its sucking in air, but its breathing it out....

the shadowed figure from before approaches, with his pale skin, sewn up eyes, and scares.

It waves its 9 inch tongue around its lipes, attempting to seduce.

It grabs him from the side, groping his body.. pressing at his flesh with her razer sharp fingers

The figure from above drops down, and starts groping the opposite side of him.

The man looking side to side in horror, at these groteskly muterlated women..
looking further down their body to re-veil there open bowls revealed, and only thin hooks attached to their partial leather clothing keeping them in place.

ARGHH!

their hands penetrate just under his skin, they rub around.
The man clentching his eyes tight amd grinding his teeth as they sink their long spikey hands in his chest

They both rub around, and go in and out of his flesh wounds, rubbing violently yet soothingly

The man is in pain.... yet strangly arroused
He lets them continue, as he gets the best pleasure he has ever encountered

The childs voice screams again
"DADDY, WHERE ARE YOU?"

The man pulls their hands out from inside him, and pushes them asside
But they continue to follow

He quickly goes to the stairs and jogs down then, still with the seductive females following...

With 4 more steps to go there is a "THUNK"
as a pale hand smacks onto the bottom step...
He tries to stop, only too see the hand pull slide along the step more, dragging behind it a bold headed white body.. the other hand appears, covored in red scares and marking, it faces to the ground

The man stops, only to see the face of this bold white creature.
ARG! he shouts, as he stares into the face which has no eyes, as its swolen up with scared up facial tissue, with its mouth open and exposed with rusted bolted wire stretching it open, and wrapping it around its face.... the snarling and gronting sound it made.....

suddenly,,, it pulled itself up a step, only to reveal more scared markings on its back.... but whats this......
What the hell? its just a Torso?
the legless body, crawls up the steps, growling and snarling

He turns around and starts to walk back up the stairs...
Oh no... the top of the stairs is blocked but the demonic females.... he looks down again....
no choice
the man jumps off the stair banistor, and crashes down on the floor below...

he lies there for a momment, and quickly, but painfully gets back onto his feet.

He runs to the front door..
He opens it....

Ah! he bumps into yet another figure
he looks up at it...
With its pale white face, and most disturbingly , 12 inch nails driven into its skull

A tear rolls down the mans face... as he knows that he is never getting away
He breaks down..... falls to his knees and buys his head in his hands

the torso and females appouch behind him
He lookes up at the nail headed figure
Who then looks down at him, with a satisfying look on his face
Then says...
"Jason......."
"Welcome......... TO HELL!"

With his pale fingers he reaches down at Me... placeing his fingers either side of my face

I hear a sound like of celetape tearing.

My faceial muscle was exposed, with just my torn flesh flapping around at the side of my head

I collapse...... I die.......

I awaken with the feel of cold bathroom tiles on my chest...
Only to repeat this nightmare.... in my personal hell