OK, if আপনি read this be prepared to read the largest pile of pig's trollop you've ever seen. This origniated from a conversation me and Lexi had ages পূর্বে and it sparked my imagination and I started লেখা this. I only just finished it as I completely forgot about it and the conversation was so long পূর্বে even Lexi probably won't have a dickie bird as to what's occuring. That and it's wierd and creepy but not in the good way. But anyway, try and enjoy if আপনি can be asked.
A loud crash sounded through the house waking its only inhabitant. Lexi sat bolt upright at the sound, listening out for any আরো noise. She heard nothing and therefore assumed she was either imagining it অথবা that the neighbour’s cat was once again wreaking havoc amongst the bins. She strained to see the time displayed on her clock which was sitting on her bedside টেবিল but she couldn’t due to the darkness that surrounded everything, from that she deduced one thing: it was either far too early অথবা far too late for her to be up. Both options had the same outcome and she lay back down, quickly re-entering the realm of the dream.
However, the crash had not been made দ্বারা the local cat and the true assailants had been waiting in silence for both the মিনিট Lexi had been awake and the many after that.
“Do আপনি think she’s asleep yet?” one of them whispered.
“Most definitely, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d fallen asleep a while পূর্বে but now? Most definitely.” another replied.
“And the neighbours?”
“Oh please, everyone else is so self-absorbed they wouldn’t even notice if we set the place on আগুন as long as it didn’t interfere with their ‘oh so important’ schedule.” their voice oozed with cynicism before pausing and adding, “However, we should probably refrain from making any further noise.”
“Then why did আপনি kick the ruddy door in?” a new voice hissed.
“Because we looked for a spare key and couldn’t find one, if we’d have taken your উপদেশ we’d still be searching now.” Even in the near complete darkness আপনি could tell a scathing look had been sent alongside that comment.
“So it’s নিরাপদ to go in now?”
“Yes.” The person ব্যক্ত before getting up from the crouching position they had been sitting in long enough for it to become highly uncomfortable. “Just don’t step on anything noisy and watch out for the door step.”
The three people crept along the corridor making no noise. They opened all the doors and inspected them for life minus the girl sleeping upstairs. Their খুঁজুন proved fruitless and they had, for the most part, assured themselves they were alone in the house. Soon they were finished in their খুঁজুন of the downstairs of the house and were ready to climb the stairs when another loud crash shattered the silence of the household. The figures all rushed to the kitchen, which had been the উৎস of the sound, in time to see one of their group struggling to stand back up after slipping on the tiled floor, taking a number of plates with him on his descent.
Initially, the noise had merely provoked a mutter of cat-strangling from Lexi, it was what followed that truly woke her from her sleep.
“You bloody fool!” came a cry from downstairs, she sat upright that certainly wasn’t a cat, “You’ve probably woken the whole neighbourhood!”
“You can’t talk, you’re yelling আপনি head off!” another voice roared, obviously discontent with the abuse they were receiving.
“I hardly think it matters now, do you? Plate-smasher! What did আপনি even trip on?!”
“I didn’t trip, I slipped!”
“Big difference bozo!”
Burglars were in her house! She made as if instinctively to reach for her mobile phone which usually on her bedside table. But it wasn’t there. With a sinking feeling she remembered leaving it downstairs to charge. On calming down from that setback she told herself it would be best to wait it out, let the people take what they wanted and call the police when they’d gone. However… Surely she should protect herself in some way? Just in case. She remembered the cricket bat she had somewhere in her wardrobe. She crept slowly out of বিছানা and across her floor.
“Pillock!”
She breathed a sigh of relief, she had reached the wardrobe and had not disturbed the argument taking place below. She opened the wardrobe doors and saw with relief that the bat was there, unfortunately though it was buried under all the other আবর্জনা she’d forced into the wardrobe. She set about moving things slightly so as to loosen the bat from its place.
However, a clumsy elbow knocked over a stray board game and her হৃদয় stopped as the game’s many pieces all poured out noisily to the floor. Everything was silent for a moment then there came the sound of hurried footsteps running up the stairs. She grimaced, assumed the time for silence was over and wrenched the bat out of its place. The sound of falling আবর্জনা filled her ears and she made the decision to head for the bathroom: at least that had locks. She hoped that locks weren’t necessary, that the people would go away once they realised someone was in the house. But it was better to be নিরাপদ than sorry.
But she didn’t make it to the bathroom: she was caught outside her room, the people quickly coming up the stairs blocking her entrance to the haven of the locked room. Instead in the brief moment she had she made the quick decision to hide behind her bedroom door. She pulled the door towards her concealing her place on the landing. She could hear them running along the corridor and enter her room.
“Where’d she go?!” she heard one of the voices cry.
She froze, that voice was different from the two she had heard bickering downstairs. That meant there were আরো than two of them: that significantly reduced her chances of fighting the intruders off. Admittedly, there wasn’t much chance in the first place but she’d always faced things with a optimism so why stop now?
“Well I don’t bloody know!”
Also, she thought, the terror filling her as the idea dawned. They knew she was meant to be in that room and she knew she was a she. They probably could’ve told that from her room but something about it made her skin crawl and gut wrench. She got the feeling they weren’t here for her HD TV অথবা her purse, they were here for her. But who’d want her? What could she possibly have done? Who were these people? Her curiosity overwhelmed her: she had to at least know what the people looked like. It wouldn’t have too many repercussions, if she could only get a peek, a small peak. They didn’t have to see her, they wouldn’t. She tightened her sweaty grip on the cricket bat and slowly crept round the door. She had fully intended to quickly slip back behind her door once she had seen the people but what she saw rooted her to the spot and eliminated any thought of quickly glancing. The bodies of the trespassers could not have been আরো different: one of them was clearly a man whereas the other was clearly a woman and while the girl was skinny and of average height, the man was tall and well-built. However, it was not their bodies which caused her shock, it was their faces. They both had dark hair, eyes of pure blue and cheekbones আপনি could shave with. They both looked the exact likeness of Cillian Murphy. With that realisation she stood still for a few brief moments in complete astonishment, her mouth hanging open as a cavernous hole whilst the people rifled through her room.
Suddenly, she was grabbed roughly from behind. The two figures, finally realizing they had been observed ran forwards and the bat was wrenched roughly from her hands. Of course there were আরো than two! She’d heard three voices, of course there were three! She began to struggle in order to escape her captor. She kicked out erratically and succeeded. She was dropped with a grunt of pain so she quickly ran out of the open door and slammed it shut behind her. She planned to run downstairs and through her front door but that plan was obliterated as almost as soon as she had slammed the door it burst open again bursting her entrance from the stairs. Again she found herself behind the open door but this time was in an even less desirable position than before. She opened the door nearest her and surveyed the room for a hiding place. There were none that were adequate so she quickly opened the door two down from that knowing for sure there were no hiding places in the ones she had skipped. Her eyes fell upon an old wardrobe. It was less than ideal; it was cramped with a faint smell of mothballs and its doors were made from thin strips of wood which crossed over each other leaving many little square holes.
However, she had heard the footsteps coming and someone outside the wardrobe would not be able to see through clearly unless they closely examined, which she hoped against hope they wouldn’t.
She could hear the people searching the other rooms she had decided against hiding in. She could hear their footsteps, their cries to each other that their খুঁজুন of a room had been fruitless and at one point a crash, which she put down to someone opening her ominous “Closet of Doom”. Suddenly, the door to the room she was hiding in burst open and a new figure, tall and gangly though still with the same face as the other two strode in. She presumed this was the one who had grabbed her and smiling despite herself, realised he was limping slightly. The smile was soon wiped off of her face though as he began looking under the বিছানা and behind the door. Surely it would only be a matter of moments before he found her? Her হৃদয় beat loud and fast, filling her ears with the sound. She hoped that it was only in her head and that he could not hear it. But with horror she remembered পাঠ করা an interview in which Cillian Murphy had ব্যক্ত he had superb hearing. Never before had she hoped আরো that they only looked like him.
She needn’t have worried though, as it soon seemed as though her হৃদয় had stopped beating entirely. He had finally come to the wardrobe. She tried to control her erratic breathing as she saw bright blue eyes stare at her through the wicker framework. She could see a hand reach অগ্রবর্তী and grasp the handle. The hand began to pull the wardrobe door open. Driven দ্বারা a rush of adrenaline Lexi threw the door open and tried to run past the startled figure. It was in vain however as she was soon grabbed again from behind in a tight grip. She tried to kick out but it appeared her captor had learnt his lesson as her struggles were to no avail. She kept struggling however.
The two other people ran into the room, alerted দ্বারা the commotion. They both approached her cautiously as she was still attempting to fight from the grasp in which she was contained. As they moved অগ্রবর্তী a sickly smile crossed the mouth of the girl.
“Hello Lexi.” she said, her smile growing larger.
Lexi stopped her struggles and stared.
“Who are you?” her voice asked, terrified yet stubborn.
“Oh, I think আপনি know.” the girl replied still smiling.
“Well yeah. But I meant apart from a bunch of freaks with Cillian Murphy’s face.” Lexi spat attempting to struggle free again.
“Of course apart from that.” the girl laughed sourly, but the laughter soon fell from her face, “But I think আপনি know. I think আপনি really know. I think you’ve been warned. I think আপনি know about the Cillianites.”
“The Cillianites?” now it was Lexi’s turn to laugh sourly.
“Yes, the Cillianites.” the man in front of her said, both angry and defensive.
“You see, we’ve been around for a while we have,” the girl resumed seriously, “Slowly converting people, making them one of us, a Cillianite. Now there are many, so many আরো than আপনি could possibly imagine. We’re slowly invading your whole social framework. We’ve converted those in power, those “celebrities” আপনি all seem so attached to and normal people like you. In fact, people exactly like you, if আপনি get where I’m going with this.”
“You mean you’re gonna convert me? You’re gonna give me Cillian Murphy’s face?!” Lexi asked, terror growing.
“Of course! I knew আপনি weren’t stupid.” she said.
She clicked her fingers and the man পরবর্তি to her pulled out a roll of fabric from his pocket. He placed the roll on a small টেবিল beside him and unrolled it to display a number of surgical tools.
“If you’re so many how come there’s only three of আপনি then, eh?” Lexi stuttered loudly, stalling for time and never taking her eyes of the tools on the table.
“Oh please,” the girl smirked, “we’ve observed your neighbourhood. It’s suburban and quiet to the point of mind-numbing boredom. I hardly think they’d react well with the news of an infiltrating invasion, do you?”
The man with the tools delicately removed one from the fabric and took a step towards Lexi. The man behind her grabbed hold of her jaw. Lexi once again attempted to struggle.
The girl looked at her with a form of piteous smile.
“You should be grateful” she said, almost absent-mindedly.
“Grateful?” Lexi laughed scornfully though the shaking of her voice betrayed her terror.
“Yes. It’s so much better after you’ve been converted. আপনি feel connected: as if you’re part of something. আপনি feel like আপনি truly belong to something special. It’s wonderful. আপনি should’ve listened to me. আপনি should’ve joined long ago.”
“Sophie?!” Lexi cried, her eyes open wide in shock.
“Please,” she said, her sickening smile returned once আরো as she and the man approached, “Please, it’s Cillian now.”
A loud crash sounded through the house waking its only inhabitant. Lexi sat bolt upright at the sound, listening out for any আরো noise. She heard nothing and therefore assumed she was either imagining it অথবা that the neighbour’s cat was once again wreaking havoc amongst the bins. She strained to see the time displayed on her clock which was sitting on her bedside টেবিল but she couldn’t due to the darkness that surrounded everything, from that she deduced one thing: it was either far too early অথবা far too late for her to be up. Both options had the same outcome and she lay back down, quickly re-entering the realm of the dream.
However, the crash had not been made দ্বারা the local cat and the true assailants had been waiting in silence for both the মিনিট Lexi had been awake and the many after that.
“Do আপনি think she’s asleep yet?” one of them whispered.
“Most definitely, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d fallen asleep a while পূর্বে but now? Most definitely.” another replied.
“And the neighbours?”
“Oh please, everyone else is so self-absorbed they wouldn’t even notice if we set the place on আগুন as long as it didn’t interfere with their ‘oh so important’ schedule.” their voice oozed with cynicism before pausing and adding, “However, we should probably refrain from making any further noise.”
“Then why did আপনি kick the ruddy door in?” a new voice hissed.
“Because we looked for a spare key and couldn’t find one, if we’d have taken your উপদেশ we’d still be searching now.” Even in the near complete darkness আপনি could tell a scathing look had been sent alongside that comment.
“So it’s নিরাপদ to go in now?”
“Yes.” The person ব্যক্ত before getting up from the crouching position they had been sitting in long enough for it to become highly uncomfortable. “Just don’t step on anything noisy and watch out for the door step.”
The three people crept along the corridor making no noise. They opened all the doors and inspected them for life minus the girl sleeping upstairs. Their খুঁজুন proved fruitless and they had, for the most part, assured themselves they were alone in the house. Soon they were finished in their খুঁজুন of the downstairs of the house and were ready to climb the stairs when another loud crash shattered the silence of the household. The figures all rushed to the kitchen, which had been the উৎস of the sound, in time to see one of their group struggling to stand back up after slipping on the tiled floor, taking a number of plates with him on his descent.
Initially, the noise had merely provoked a mutter of cat-strangling from Lexi, it was what followed that truly woke her from her sleep.
“You bloody fool!” came a cry from downstairs, she sat upright that certainly wasn’t a cat, “You’ve probably woken the whole neighbourhood!”
“You can’t talk, you’re yelling আপনি head off!” another voice roared, obviously discontent with the abuse they were receiving.
“I hardly think it matters now, do you? Plate-smasher! What did আপনি even trip on?!”
“I didn’t trip, I slipped!”
“Big difference bozo!”
Burglars were in her house! She made as if instinctively to reach for her mobile phone which usually on her bedside table. But it wasn’t there. With a sinking feeling she remembered leaving it downstairs to charge. On calming down from that setback she told herself it would be best to wait it out, let the people take what they wanted and call the police when they’d gone. However… Surely she should protect herself in some way? Just in case. She remembered the cricket bat she had somewhere in her wardrobe. She crept slowly out of বিছানা and across her floor.
“Pillock!”
She breathed a sigh of relief, she had reached the wardrobe and had not disturbed the argument taking place below. She opened the wardrobe doors and saw with relief that the bat was there, unfortunately though it was buried under all the other আবর্জনা she’d forced into the wardrobe. She set about moving things slightly so as to loosen the bat from its place.
However, a clumsy elbow knocked over a stray board game and her হৃদয় stopped as the game’s many pieces all poured out noisily to the floor. Everything was silent for a moment then there came the sound of hurried footsteps running up the stairs. She grimaced, assumed the time for silence was over and wrenched the bat out of its place. The sound of falling আবর্জনা filled her ears and she made the decision to head for the bathroom: at least that had locks. She hoped that locks weren’t necessary, that the people would go away once they realised someone was in the house. But it was better to be নিরাপদ than sorry.
But she didn’t make it to the bathroom: she was caught outside her room, the people quickly coming up the stairs blocking her entrance to the haven of the locked room. Instead in the brief moment she had she made the quick decision to hide behind her bedroom door. She pulled the door towards her concealing her place on the landing. She could hear them running along the corridor and enter her room.
“Where’d she go?!” she heard one of the voices cry.
She froze, that voice was different from the two she had heard bickering downstairs. That meant there were আরো than two of them: that significantly reduced her chances of fighting the intruders off. Admittedly, there wasn’t much chance in the first place but she’d always faced things with a optimism so why stop now?
“Well I don’t bloody know!”
Also, she thought, the terror filling her as the idea dawned. They knew she was meant to be in that room and she knew she was a she. They probably could’ve told that from her room but something about it made her skin crawl and gut wrench. She got the feeling they weren’t here for her HD TV অথবা her purse, they were here for her. But who’d want her? What could she possibly have done? Who were these people? Her curiosity overwhelmed her: she had to at least know what the people looked like. It wouldn’t have too many repercussions, if she could only get a peek, a small peak. They didn’t have to see her, they wouldn’t. She tightened her sweaty grip on the cricket bat and slowly crept round the door. She had fully intended to quickly slip back behind her door once she had seen the people but what she saw rooted her to the spot and eliminated any thought of quickly glancing. The bodies of the trespassers could not have been আরো different: one of them was clearly a man whereas the other was clearly a woman and while the girl was skinny and of average height, the man was tall and well-built. However, it was not their bodies which caused her shock, it was their faces. They both had dark hair, eyes of pure blue and cheekbones আপনি could shave with. They both looked the exact likeness of Cillian Murphy. With that realisation she stood still for a few brief moments in complete astonishment, her mouth hanging open as a cavernous hole whilst the people rifled through her room.
Suddenly, she was grabbed roughly from behind. The two figures, finally realizing they had been observed ran forwards and the bat was wrenched roughly from her hands. Of course there were আরো than two! She’d heard three voices, of course there were three! She began to struggle in order to escape her captor. She kicked out erratically and succeeded. She was dropped with a grunt of pain so she quickly ran out of the open door and slammed it shut behind her. She planned to run downstairs and through her front door but that plan was obliterated as almost as soon as she had slammed the door it burst open again bursting her entrance from the stairs. Again she found herself behind the open door but this time was in an even less desirable position than before. She opened the door nearest her and surveyed the room for a hiding place. There were none that were adequate so she quickly opened the door two down from that knowing for sure there were no hiding places in the ones she had skipped. Her eyes fell upon an old wardrobe. It was less than ideal; it was cramped with a faint smell of mothballs and its doors were made from thin strips of wood which crossed over each other leaving many little square holes.
However, she had heard the footsteps coming and someone outside the wardrobe would not be able to see through clearly unless they closely examined, which she hoped against hope they wouldn’t.
She could hear the people searching the other rooms she had decided against hiding in. She could hear their footsteps, their cries to each other that their খুঁজুন of a room had been fruitless and at one point a crash, which she put down to someone opening her ominous “Closet of Doom”. Suddenly, the door to the room she was hiding in burst open and a new figure, tall and gangly though still with the same face as the other two strode in. She presumed this was the one who had grabbed her and smiling despite herself, realised he was limping slightly. The smile was soon wiped off of her face though as he began looking under the বিছানা and behind the door. Surely it would only be a matter of moments before he found her? Her হৃদয় beat loud and fast, filling her ears with the sound. She hoped that it was only in her head and that he could not hear it. But with horror she remembered পাঠ করা an interview in which Cillian Murphy had ব্যক্ত he had superb hearing. Never before had she hoped আরো that they only looked like him.
She needn’t have worried though, as it soon seemed as though her হৃদয় had stopped beating entirely. He had finally come to the wardrobe. She tried to control her erratic breathing as she saw bright blue eyes stare at her through the wicker framework. She could see a hand reach অগ্রবর্তী and grasp the handle. The hand began to pull the wardrobe door open. Driven দ্বারা a rush of adrenaline Lexi threw the door open and tried to run past the startled figure. It was in vain however as she was soon grabbed again from behind in a tight grip. She tried to kick out but it appeared her captor had learnt his lesson as her struggles were to no avail. She kept struggling however.
The two other people ran into the room, alerted দ্বারা the commotion. They both approached her cautiously as she was still attempting to fight from the grasp in which she was contained. As they moved অগ্রবর্তী a sickly smile crossed the mouth of the girl.
“Hello Lexi.” she said, her smile growing larger.
Lexi stopped her struggles and stared.
“Who are you?” her voice asked, terrified yet stubborn.
“Oh, I think আপনি know.” the girl replied still smiling.
“Well yeah. But I meant apart from a bunch of freaks with Cillian Murphy’s face.” Lexi spat attempting to struggle free again.
“Of course apart from that.” the girl laughed sourly, but the laughter soon fell from her face, “But I think আপনি know. I think আপনি really know. I think you’ve been warned. I think আপনি know about the Cillianites.”
“The Cillianites?” now it was Lexi’s turn to laugh sourly.
“Yes, the Cillianites.” the man in front of her said, both angry and defensive.
“You see, we’ve been around for a while we have,” the girl resumed seriously, “Slowly converting people, making them one of us, a Cillianite. Now there are many, so many আরো than আপনি could possibly imagine. We’re slowly invading your whole social framework. We’ve converted those in power, those “celebrities” আপনি all seem so attached to and normal people like you. In fact, people exactly like you, if আপনি get where I’m going with this.”
“You mean you’re gonna convert me? You’re gonna give me Cillian Murphy’s face?!” Lexi asked, terror growing.
“Of course! I knew আপনি weren’t stupid.” she said.
She clicked her fingers and the man পরবর্তি to her pulled out a roll of fabric from his pocket. He placed the roll on a small টেবিল beside him and unrolled it to display a number of surgical tools.
“If you’re so many how come there’s only three of আপনি then, eh?” Lexi stuttered loudly, stalling for time and never taking her eyes of the tools on the table.
“Oh please,” the girl smirked, “we’ve observed your neighbourhood. It’s suburban and quiet to the point of mind-numbing boredom. I hardly think they’d react well with the news of an infiltrating invasion, do you?”
The man with the tools delicately removed one from the fabric and took a step towards Lexi. The man behind her grabbed hold of her jaw. Lexi once again attempted to struggle.
The girl looked at her with a form of piteous smile.
“You should be grateful” she said, almost absent-mindedly.
“Grateful?” Lexi laughed scornfully though the shaking of her voice betrayed her terror.
“Yes. It’s so much better after you’ve been converted. আপনি feel connected: as if you’re part of something. আপনি feel like আপনি truly belong to something special. It’s wonderful. আপনি should’ve listened to me. আপনি should’ve joined long ago.”
“Sophie?!” Lexi cried, her eyes open wide in shock.
“Please,” she said, her sickening smile returned once আরো as she and the man approached, “Please, it’s Cillian now.”
