SCRAY HORROR

 

I am currently sitting in front of my

computer scared witless every moment

could be my last my friend is here with

me and he is the sole reason why my life

is in danger it may not make sense at

first but let me explain

 

it all started earlier today when a

friend of mine burst into my house and

slammed the door behind him

breathing heavily I asked him what had

happened and he told me this story he

had been living with his aunt for the

past year because his parents were in

Mexico they were doing mission work at a

small Hospital in southern Mexico the

previous night a bedraggled man had

stumbled through the entrance of the

hospital he was screaming in Spanish and

appeared to be out of his mind with

terror they brought him over to a chair

and let him sit down as he caught his

breath he told his story in broken

English he claims that his sister had

been killed by something he referred to

as la Muerta Blanco he kept saying that

it was coming for him next confused they

asked him who or what la Muerta Blanca

was with a look of unfathomable fear on

his face he said that la Muerta Blanca

was the white death she is the soul of a

girl who died years ago she died by her

own hand he said alone and unloved she

hated life so much that she wanted to

remove all traces of herself from the

earth

so great was her desire to completely

obliterate her memory that she returned

from the dead as a vengeful spirit bent

on killing all those who knew of her

existence she is a girl but not a girl

he said she's not dead but really alive

she has cold black eyes that weep blood

she walks without ever actually seeming

to move an inch she stalks her victims

like a wild animal pursuing them across

rivers and valleys trailing them back to

their home you are never really aware

that she is following you until you hear

her telltale knock upon your door

no matter where you go the white death

will track you down and you will hear

her terrible knocking begin on the door

you can try to outrun her but she's

faster than any mortal man if you flee

from your home while she's knocking on

your door she will follow you wherever

you go the terrified man was certain

that this thing had killed his sister he

had tried to tell the police about the

white death but they would not listen

dismissing it as an old wives tale next

he had tried to tell his priest but the

priest immediately shut the door of the

church in his face and turned him away

the priest had seen the white death

following him he said and did not want

to get involved with his head in his

hands a frightened man said the white

death follows you forever until you tell

someone else about it then it strikes it

kills you and begins following the

person you told after finishing his tale

the man stole a car from the mission

hospital parking lot and vanished into

the night apparently my friend's mother

and father had immediately called his

aunt and told her about the strange man

they had encountered they asked her if

she had ever heard of the white death

she said she had not and they proceeded

to tell her the story that the man had

told them the aunt got a phone call

later that night it was the Mexican

police they told her that the parents

had been found dead outside the hospital

they had been torn apart my friends on

had immediately called my friend and

breaks the bad news to him as he cried

she told him she couldn't understand

what had happened she recounted the

whole story to him telling him about the

strange man who had turned up in the

hospital just hours before his parents

were found dead she told him how the man

had given his parents a weird and

disturbing story about something called

the white death when he hung up the

phone he had struggled to come to terms

with what had happened it almost didn't

seem real to him when he got home he

found the front door of his on South

standing open inside was a trail of

blood leading into the kitchen

there on the kitchen floor he found his

aunts dead body she had been torn limb

from limb he ran out of the house and

all the way across town never looking

back until he reached my house as he

told me this story I could hardly

believe it within the space of a day his

mother his father and his on had been

murdered it all seemed too far-fetched

but before I could utter a word my

friend and I both recoiled in horror as

we heard a knocking begin at my front

door we've been staring at the door for

an hour now neither of us wanting to

open it the knocking is still going on

growing louder and louder she never

gives up she never quits la muerto

Blanco is unstoppable I think she wants

to scare us my friend and me I think she

wants us to blame each other and I do I

blame my friend it's all his fault he

should never have told me about her as I

sit here in my house beside my friend

both of us listening to that hideous

knocking growing ever louder I wish a

lot of things I wish she had killed my

friend before he reached my house

if he had never been able to tell me

about her I wouldn't be in danger now

I'm sorry

I ever met him

and I'm sorry for you too I'm sorry I

ever told you about the white death

because now that you know about it

she'll be coming for you you're next