Riza screamed. She screamed her lungs out. The glowing red eyes disappeared into the dark. Her voice lowered to a silent whimper. Had she scared the thing away? Or was it still in the room? Just hiding. Riza didn't want to know which was true.

She took one shuffling step towards her left. She moved carefully, slowly, in case the chicken-thing was in the way. She didn't want to bump into it and make it angry. She mustn't underestimate it.

Riza had on any number of occasions thrown herself with ferocity against seemingly invincible foes. She knew then the value of a resolute violent attack. But she also somehow knew beyond doubt that this adversary could, if it wanted, kill her easily as she could wring a real chicken's neck. If she forced a fight, this was one she would lose.

Her eyes were open as wide as they would go, trying to see in the inky darkness. A new terror stabbed into her thoughts: What if the chicken thing pecked her eyes out? What if that was what it liked to do? Peck eyes out.

She heard herself sob in panic. She heard rain crashing on the roof above her. Light was coming in around the edge of the door. It must be lightning. She slowly lowered herself on the floor. She cocked her head to one side to peek under the door. If she was lucky, Roy would pass and she could scream for help.
With the next flash of lightning, she saw chicken feet between her and the crack of the door. The thing wasn't more than a foot from her face.

Riza slowly moved a trembling hand to her brow to cup it over her eyes. She knew that any instant, the chicken-monster-thing was going to peck her eyes, just liked it pecked the brown bug a while ago. She panted in terror at the mental image of having her eyes pecked out. Of blood running from ragged, hollow sockets.

She would be blind. She would be helpless. She would never again see Roy's black eyes smiling at her.

Suddenly, a creaking voice was heard. Another flash of lightning showed that the chicken feet were gone. She looked up but all she could see was just black abyss. Another lightning struck, only to show a silhouette of a crouched man.

Riza stiffened from where she laid. She heard a moaning sound. A weak, slow groan emanating from where the crouched figure was. Another flash revealed that the man was gone. She was panic stricken. Where is the man? Where is the chicken? A sudden thought rose in her mind.

The door was open.

Riza bolted from her position on the floor to escape. The moment she stopped outside, the door slammed shut. She looked around to find herself in another room. She looked around to find herself in another room. She could make out a small bed and a small hole in one of the walls. Metal bars stopped her from looking out.

A pair of thick, strong arms grabbed her from behind. Riza screamed at her attacker. Its grasp was too strong for her to escape. She swung her head back in an effort to hit whatever was holding only to see a pair of red eyes glowering at her.

She twisted and fought as she screamed in horror. A tiny voice, almost like a whisper, called out. It was calling her, lulling her to her doom. She heard the vicious voice near her, whispering in her ear. It was calling her by name.

Riza...

Riza...

Riza...

Riza felt herself become dizzy. Everything was too much for her. The grasp, the voice, the chicken-thing. She closed her eyes to block out the red eyes. But she could still feel its intense stare on her.

"Please, don't hurt me?"

She heard the voice again. But this was urgent and concerned. It was louder and came from the front of her.

"Riza! Riza! Wake up! Wake up!"

It was Roy's voice. Riza blinked her eyes open. The first thing she saw was blinding light. She covered her eyes with her hand. She felt the grasp on her leave the moment she heard Roy's voice.
When her eyes had adjusted, she could make out Roy's bowed head in front of her. She looked up and blinked at the intensity of an electrical bulb. Funny, she thought, she never saw a single light bulb in this house.

"Roy?" The head rose to show nothing but clean, flat skin. Riza gasped. There was no face. She stumbled back from him. Whatever this is was not Roy. She stood up and turned around. She saw an empty hallway and ran towards it. Everything was white. The floor, the walls, the ceilings, the light. There were no doors or windows. Just a long, empty hallway that never seemed to end.

She tripped on her left foot and fell face first into the floor. She groaned and looked behind her. Nothing. There was nothing. No faceless Roy, no chicken-thing, nothing.

That was until she felt a presence next to her. She didn't look in front for fear of what she might see. She felt the presence shuffle closer, followed by a girly giggle. Summoning enough courage, Riza turned to see her own head giggling at her.

Eyes wide, mouth dripping blood, the head laughed.

Tears cascaded down Riza's face. She wanted all of this to stop. The horror was too much for her. She wanted everything to stop. She called out for Roy. For his help. It was all too much to bear. She was suffering so much she just wished for all of it to end.

"Please...just stop. Please?"

A/N: Okay.,...if there are typo mistakes...well....they're mistakes.....Though they might be none since I proofread it...