Call for help.
“Help! Help!” Daniel tried to scream out, but instead the sound came out as an out of place neighing sound. It is the only sound he could hear, and no matter how many times he tried, he always ended up with the same sound. What the hell? Why was he whining like a horse? Was this for real? He was not dreaming, was he? What was going on? The more he thought about it, the clouded his mind became. It didn’t take much before the boy became a wrecked panic mess, and there was no stopping him from going wild once the fear set in.
Written by Stella Purple on 25 April 2017