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Rated: 18+ · Short Story · Horror/Scary · #2023868
a young employee returned home from a successful presentation and strange things happen .

I'm home! The presentation was a success and right now I'm in
good mood . I spent the whole night for this and now I need to rest.


I lay my back on the couch, switch on the TV, reaching out for
some chocolate . I'm feeling so sleepy right now.


The sound of broken bottles woke me up. It's 7:00 PM now and I 've
slept on the couch for nearly 3 hrs, the TV 's still on. Curiously, I
lean out of the window to see what 's happening.


I see the drunks below are walking on the street.Nothing special !
There's a pub down there. Sometimes me and my friends go there for
drinking. The pub's always seems so crowded. Aha ! I see Mr.Dat,
the pub owner, he's not a guy who loves alcohol . Maybe today is a
special day of his , who knows .


Then I see granny Tong, she's buddhist. Buddhism forbid drinking.
But now she's drunken, she can barely walk now. her leg tripped the
pavement and her face hits the ground, and now she's trying to crawl.


Poor oldwoman! She used to tell us about the danger of alcohol,and
that drinking is one of mans greatest sin! But now I lost all my
respect to her.


I see some non-drunks, there's Loan,
Mr.Dat's daughter. She's running from the pub, crying and swearing in
panic. On the pavement a drunk try to approach a non-drunk. The guy
fights back, violently punches the drunken guy in the face, and
throws him to the ground .


Haha! drunken people 're trash ! They always pick up fight with
random people on the street, they deserve an ass-whooping .


The street now is full of drunken people. It's ridiculous! People
now love drinking more than working. How dissappointed! My cellphone
rings. It's my ex, we haven't talked for a long time. We remain
friends and she only calls me when she feels 'lonely'. Ha ! what
an annoying bitch ! only wants me when I'm not around .


I'm about to pick up the phone as I see Mr.Dat is looking right
at my window . Now I can see his face clearly, his eyes looks
lifeless, and I'm horrified as I see his throat ripped open. The guy
cruelly grunts, blood and flesh on his teeth. Suddenly I see the
others're looking at me too .


As I' ve just realize what's happening I hear the sound of
footsteps on the corridor . I can hear someone's grunting there as
well as the monstrous roar .


MotherFucker ! I've forgot to close the door !


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