Greetings! My name is Clyde and I am very fascinated with supernatural horror stories, especially when it comes to eldritch beings or cosmic entities beyond human comprehension. I also have a fascination with dreams and the unknown scape of the human mind. I’m hoping one day I can flesh out this story more and develop my own narrative driven video game!

 

Outline: A middle-class family moves into a new home away from the city, hoping to raise their children in a quieter environment. Little did they know inhabiting this house was going to seal their fates, with their son becoming the catalyst for releasing an ancient entity into reality.

 

…It first made contact with him in a dream. The child went to bed for the night. As he closed his eyes he drifted off to sleep quicker than usual. In his darkened vision he saw it, or rather felt it. A dark figure, sitting in an eluded corner of his mind. It had made itself at home. The entity had no shape yet was slightly visible. It spoke, but its voice was hushed. The child saw a shadow reach out to him, forming what seemed to be a hand. Hesitantly the child placed his palm on it.

It gripped the child tightly, filling his mind with countless screams. It overwhelmed him, exposed him to visions he could not comprehend, spoke to him in tongues until…

He woke up. He breathed frantically, drenched in cold sweat. He quickly shot up from his bed. In the dark room, he saw all his favorite plushies on the ground. He picked up one of them: a small brown owl. He noticed the owls chest was sliced open. The child reached inside, his hand making contact with a warm, wet object. He pulled it out slowly, revealing a human heart. It was covered in warm, wet blood, as if recently harvested.

A voice ringed in his mind, making his vision blur. It spoke: “It is done…”