Low-key Don’t Know What To Do With This Thing (fan-made Tma Spiral Fear Experience In An Amusement

low-key don’t know what to do with this thing (fan-made tma spiral fear experience in an amusement park) I wrote but I found it appealing read myself even if it was pretty short. Any warning I will put in the tag to the best of my ability.

Long day of being at a amusement park with friends, it’s crowded, then I get a message that my mother is here to pick me up, beginning to feel rushed to dash into the crowd and take a turn at a shop I recognize, then again, and again, and again.. my legs feel like they’re about to give out under myself and yet feels like there is no end in sight. In hope of any more clarity on where to go I look around to find that the sky has gone cloudy, there is less people or none at that matter, I cannot find any maps and resort to finding a park worker. Twisting and winding the amusement park is and I have not found any staff, or anyone, I am tense. The sandals I have chose to wear have begun to blister my feet, I take them off and the cold stone decorated path I run on will not help. Finally a shop, it’s open, why wouldn’t it be? A cashier, hair blonde and very curly, thank goodness someone else is here. I approach screaming hello, my throat weak from dehydration and how long I’ve been running. 

Pat

 Pat 

  Pat

They(?) look up, I feel uneasy, I ask how to get to the entrance from here. They do not respond, I stare, it stares.

  Run

 Run

RUN

FEET BLISTER AND BURST

THIS PAIN MAKES ME STUMBLE AND FALL 

I CRY IN FEAR 

THE SCREAMS AND LAUGHS 

MY SCREAMS AND THE DISTORTED LAUGH

OF A MAN I DO NOT

CAN NOT 

COMPREHEND

A FACE CONTORTS IT’S FEATURES INTO A SPIRAL

FINGERS TOO LONG GRAB AND PIERCE

I KICK AND CRY 

AT A POINT

I HAVE MY HANDS AROUND A THROAT 

THE LAUGH BECOMES A WEEZE

THE GRIP HAS LOOSENED 

ITS HANDS HAVE LEFT MY WOUNDS

HANDS PRY AT MY HANDS

MY HANDS TIGHTEN

I HEAR IT GASP 

IT HAS NO PLUSE

THERE EXISTS THE BONES

TO STOP

THIS HELL

I WILL BREAK

ITS NECK

AND ESCAPE

The moment ends and now I’m back. A crowd around me I see, blurry eyes and a throbbing headache. There are staff around and the sirens of an ambulance. I bring a hand to my head. Blood, I look down, the wounds have not bled through my clothes, no signs at all, I pick myself up and like a sore thumb in the crowd,

I 

See 

It.

Though that moment had been too quick, my vision goes blurry and blacks out. 

I’m awake, a hospital I assume and I am safe.