I use these four phases of the story as bullet points when I’m outlining, then I begin writing once I have a little blurb for each.
The black mist slowly crept back into the painting. I covered it and called the police.
I’m going to think about this every time I have to turn the light on.
I can’t remember the last time I didn’t see a twist like this coming.
The backseat smelt like old cigarettes and mildew. The cop slammed his door shut and started the car. I laced my fingers with Natalie’s, and whispered to her, “I promise we will get out of this, we are going to be ok.”
“The figure is wearing what appears to be a straightjacket, the sleeves undone, and the straps trailing to the ground.”
“Opened up a department store in the early hours to find someone already in the building. Looked on the video to see who it was and found a total of 10 seconds of something human like on all fours and around 15 seconds of someone with a distorted face but video did not show that person or thing leaving.”
“She has a look of pure terror in her eyes. Her eyes widen, and she glances behind me. I catch a flash of new, fresh fear in her eyes, and she screams, ‘HE’S RIGHT BEHIND YOU!’”
“You try to scream. But your mouth will not move. Soon you discover that you cannot move your body, either. All of the straining and the willpower only lets you blink, or maybe move an index finger, if you’re lucky. There is no escape from this.”
If you don’t want to stay up all night afraid to turn out the lights, do NOT look at these pictures.