As Lucas felt his eyes become heavy and were on the verge of passing out, he felt another sensation in his body. It was as if something or someone was calling to him. He kept his eyes open and pushed himself to look around once again, but he couldn't see anything right away. However, the sensation was coming from behind him.
Forcing a deep breath, he rolled himself onto his stomach, all the while letting out a painful grunt. After catching his breath for a second, he looked up and saw an odd door. The door appeared out of place compared to everything in the basement. Even comparing it to the other doors upstairs, it didn't match and seemed thicker. It was a solid black door with chains ensnaring it with a single giant padlock holding all of it together. He felt as if the sensation was coming from behind the door.
The moment Lucas made eye contact with the door, that sensation grew stronger. It was enticing him. With no other choice, outside of dying, Lucas mustered all his strength and began to painfully drag himself toward the door. He felt tired, but whatever was behind the door was his motivation to keep going. Even forcing his mind to keep most of the pain on the back burner. As he kept dragging himself closer, he could smell what he could only describe as the scent of flowers coming from it.
He started to take deeper breaths as he kept going. "Must...get to the door." He said to himself. As his hand touched the door, he stopped and took a breather as it did take a lot out of him.
"I can't stop now....Come on.....I have to at least not die a virgin." Lucas said with deep breaths between each sentence. He couldn't help but chuckle at his own joke, even in this dire situation.
With a deep exhale, Lucas pushed himself against the door and tried reaching for the chains. When he got his hands on one of them, he began to pull tightly and used it to stand. He held on to the chain as if it was his only lifeline. As he touched the lock with his bloody hands, he tried to pull on it and almost caused himself to fall backward. He began to tug at the lock as he realized he didn't have a key for it. So he was tugging and hoping something would happen to help free it off. As if on cue, the lock broke with a light blue spark coming from his hands. The sudden action nearly made him fall back to the ground, but he caught his footing and fought to keep standing.
Elizabeth's biggest fears came true on this night. Those fears were Lucas getting badly hurt, going into the basement, and the door to the monster that slept was now open.
As he pushed the heavy door open, Lucas was bombarded with the smell of flowers and dried blood. It was a small room with no light bulbs or light sources, but the room was brightly illuminated. As Lucas looked around, he couldn't help but think of the room felt and looked like a padded cell in an insane asylum. His eyes abruptly landed on something in the center of the room.
"What the hell?" he mouthed out loud as he saw what appeared to be a girl with long white hair chained in the center of the room. She had a single piece of paper with an ancient language and symbols written on it, and it was located on her head. Her arms were spread out and shackled to different parts of the ceiling with a large chain around her neck.
Lucas was at a loss for words and didn't know what to do in this situation. He then felt that sensation grow even stronger coming from her, but for a moment he hesitated. He swallowed his spit as he began to stumble toward the girl. As he got even closer to her, he had another bad gut feeling coming from her. He could see her chest slowly move up and down as well as hear slow breathing. So she was alive, and from what he could tell, she was either sleeping or in a deep trance.
Out of curiosity and for some unknown reason, he went to touch her, more specifically, the paper on her head. His bloodied fingers touched the paper and watched as it slowly crumbled away. This sudden action made him stumble back and caused some of his blood to hit her head and face. As the blood slowly ran down her face, he then watched as her head slowly began to move.
A dried tongue came from her mouth and began to lick the small droplets of blood that fall past her lips. The shackles around the girl's arms began to move as she slowly began to wake up. She moved a few more times before she let out a deep yawn. Her yawn released a small wave of energy that shook the room they were in. This caused Lucas to fall to the ground as a cold wave of fear filled his body. He realized that inside her open mouth was just rows fill with sharp teeth and her eyes were abnormally big with slanted pupils.
She looked around, almost confused, and tried to get her baring on the area around her. Her eyes then landed on the boy in front of her. For a few seconds, she squinted her eyes, trying to remove the blurry effect of sleeping, before they fully narrowed om him. Her eyes grew very wide as she realized he was indeed really there. She then launched forward toward Lucas, but her chains and shackles kept her in place.
Her sudden action nearly made Lucas jump out of his own skin and caused him to fall right back onto the ground right after he just got back to his feet. As he rubbed his butt, she started to giggle at him as if she got what she wanted. She then repositioned her legs a little better to sit more comfortably since she was finally awake. Her weak giggle stopped as she moved her neck in a way to pop it with the shackle before looking back at him.
"De..De..Demon!" Lucas loudly studdered in fear. He realized fast he had fucked up once again. With the three upstairs and now the awakening of this monster, his day started to become a whole lot worse.
"I'm not a demon." The demon girl said, letting out another yawn wishing she could scratch her nose.