Isn’t she beautiful? – Short Horror Story

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A buzz from underneath your pillow shake's in a soundless matter, rustling your eyes awake, slow as a snail, almost glued together they feel. You reach for it and you successfully do so, turning it on as you grasp it beneath the pillow. The light shines and blinds your newly awoken sensitive eyes, and an outline of "02:14" stands written in front of your eyes, as your sight blurs out all messages. You ignore all messages, as the light pains only your eyes.

A button on the side of your phone, your finger drowsily moves to find, and with it dragging up against the side, a small click emits as the room turns black again.

Your head slams the pillow, as your eyes fall into comfortable darkness. You are but to fall asleep, as your phone is laying on the bed, beneath your palms, loosely. But as soon as that warm feeling of sleep takes its toll, another vibration fills your hand.

You grab the phone as it lays already under your hand, and you turn it, to yet again check. Underneath the clock, as your eyes wake a bit more up, you notice messages. A newly sent message, have you received, an official phone alert is written in matters of gray, and black.

"DO NOT LOOK AT THE MOON". It's written in all capital letters.

Underneath that yet again, a heap of messages is promptly shown. 116 messages have you received since you fell asleep. From family, friends, and unknowns.

You sit up in your bed, slowly, as your eyes in confusion read the messages beneath, as well as the official phone alert.

"It's such a wonderful night out tonight, take a look outside". Is written in every, single, text received. Your best friend, your mother, your father, your partner, and numbers that poses only numbers. Spammed countless times.

You hear from your locked door, a handle moving slowly, with caution, but with intent upon entering.

The curtains are promptly closed before you, but why don't you open them? It can't be that bad. Open them. It's pretty. I saw it myself. I'm writing, I know how it looks. It's pretty. Just, open the curtains.

It's such a wonderful night out tonight, take a look outside.

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