Hello everyone! I made a sort of ASMR style ambience about a sleeping vampire after a very successful hunt. And as I was editing I thought, āwhy not attempt a short story to go along with itā?
So, without much further ado,
They are not to be disturbed.
Your travels have brought you far from home. And tonight itāsā¦ definitely somewhere you shouldnāt be. The trees are gnarled and leafless. Itās not quite the end of autumn, and yet, thereās not much vegetation at all where there should be. Somethingās not quite righ-
You yelp! Your ears catch the flutter of wings as you look up.
Just a damn crow. You decide not to dwell.
The crunch of twigs as you step doesnāt provide you very much ease. You donāt know what could be out there. Lurkingā¦ huntingā¦. The wind whistles as it passes through the empty trees. You tense. The sunās about to finish setting. You look around you. You need to find shelter. You turn.
A cave! Surely that must be suitable. You run towards it, cautiously checking to make sure nothing else might be hiding inside. Like a bear, or worse. Worse? Whatās worse than a bear? Surely, you could take on a bear, you might think.
The front entrance makes you duck to avoid hitting your head. It is dry, cozy, and opens up a bit farther down. Thoughā¦ itās a bit hard to see whatās behind the rocks up ahead. Your curiosity gets the better of you. You approach the few rocks, step onto one, and lift. Next step, one more, and your climb is finished. The rest of the cave seems to start from this height and vaguely saunters downward. You hear the dripping of water up ahead. Maybe itās fresh?
There is a small tunnel leading down, the cave ceiling slowly rising as you make your way. The cave sounds like itāsā¦ breathing? No that canāt be right, itās just wind passing through.
The cave opens into a small room. You notice a small pool where the water has been dripping into. You make your way towards it. You kneel down with a sigh and examine it. You cup some of it in your hands. It doesnāt smell weird, though itās not as clear as you hoped. You might be able to treat this and make it cleaner. The water seems to go into an underground stream, branching off into another part of the cave. You go toward it and peer down. Itās dark, hard to see without your flashlight. You try not to think about the loudening breeze as you scan the stream up ahead. Itās strangely rhythmic. You turn on your flashlight and point it ahead of you. Something white catches the light.
You nearly fall back seeing the skeletonās foot. Your flashlight falls out of your hand, turing it off. It takes you a moment to get your bearings. You try your flashlight and itāsā¦ dead, broken from the fall. You look back towards the skeleton.
āOkā¦ so maybe not that wayā, you think.
You turn back the way you came. And as you do the rhythmic breeze gets louder. You make your way away from the water and towards the other side of the room. And halfway there in your wayā¦
The fire had died out a while ago. Maybe a few hours? A clay pot sits nearby with remnants of thin dark liquid with white mushed upā¦ something. The bowl next to it has white, flowers? Noā¦ Sure flowers can be white but not their stems, right? Is it a mushroom or just a weird flower? Could be ghost pipe. The pot over the fire doesnāt seem to have anything left. It smells decent enough.
A low rattle startles you from your little investigation. The breathing, it soundsā¦ angered. After a moment it calms. You look towards the source, the area you were walking to. You see a thick cloth covering a hole. An entryway? The cloth looks patterned. You make your way towards it. You are careful not to kick any rocks as you step. The breathing grows louder as you approach. Itās hard to make out the pattern in the blanket. Your eyes begin to adjust to the darkness. The pattern of swirls and circles are fascinatingā¦ mesmerizing.
You snap out of your fantasizing. Was that your stomach? You donāt feel particularly hungry. Noā¦ it wasnāt. Thatās right,
You peer behind the curtain.
You see itās shape in the darkness. Round, like those captivating patterns.
Your eyes again start to adjust to the added darkness.
It moves, itās round middle growing and shrinking. Inhaling, and exhaling itās powerful breeze. Itās muscular machinery churns and groans. You watch, you listen. Every breath, every digestive whine. Itās fascinatingā¦ mesmerizing.
Stains caress itās expansive abdomen. They lead your eyes upward. The stains darken as you follow itās source.
Breasts rest atop the belly. They rise with another sharp rattle before gently falling to relaxation. Your eyes follow the stain upward. Itās mouth is covered inā¦
Itās nose scrunches as it sniffsā¦
You slowly begin to back out of the small sleeping chamber. Once out, you move as quickly as you can whilst being silent, avoiding the fire pit on the way out. Once you leave the larger chamber you quicken your pace. You need to leave. Now. You begin to run. Youāve forgotten about the rocks by the entrance and manage to scrape yourself as you slip. You bolt away from the cave.
You run. It is dark. Fuck it! You need to get away from that cave!
If thereās one thing you know about those vampiresā¦
They are not to be disturbed.
Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/voracious-vampire/812033745715691520/part-2-hello-everyone-had-to-split-the-video
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