The Simulacrum

(To Darkness) Before reading, know that this is an updated version of a story I submitted back in June of 2018. The reason I have for making another post about this is because of recent events, more insight from my brother, and new theories I have about this entity. Thank you.

(The Story:)

It began a little over a year ago, I believe on December 21st of 2017. I was awoken by my little brother, who I’m going to call Carson for privacy, begging me to come down from my tufon bunk bed and help him because his legs were hurting for reasons that, at the time, we didn’t know. Before I go any further, know that outside my room is a short hallway connected to the garage and my restroom. This hallway connects the the kitchen, which connects to the living room and dining room, and both connect to the long hallway, where the rest of my family lives. Remember this layout, as it will become important later on. Although there was a little bit of light coming from outside, there wasn’t much, giving my room and the house a slightly unsettling atmosphere. I got out of bed to see what Carson’s problem was and help him. He was sitting on my tufon on the bottom bunk, facing my closet. When I got on the ladder, he turned around to see me, and the light drained from his face.

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