Start writing your epic... the words on the screen said. Emily sighed as her fingers hovered above the keyboard. She only wanted to win an Amazon gift card, but discovered that she needed to write a chapter first. Emily pondered about what to write...

An idea came to her mind. Everyone loves a good horror story. Why not write about that?

Her fingers started moving , she typed out the words...

"There was a sharp cracking sound, she watched, horrified. As his mouth split open and stretched grotesquely wide into a grin..."

All of a sudden, she felt a chill behind her back, but dismissed it as the slight breeze blowing through the window. She continued...

"She was trapped in the room, ropes binding her down, rubbing into her already raw skin. Causing blood to trickle down her arms, dripping against the floor, causing crimson spots to bloom on the carpet."

Her arms started to feel itchy and raw. But she continued to focus on her story, thinking that it was just pins and needles...

Emily felt something against her neck again.

This time, it wasn't just a slight chill...

It was cold, cold like dry ice, the kind of cold that makes you want to curl up and hide inside a warm blanket.

The cold almost felt alive...Emily raised her hands shakily to wipe away the sweat on her forehead, when she discovered that she couldn't...

And that her hands where covered in blood.

Slowly, she turned around...

And screamed.

That is, she would have screamed, only a small, croaking sound came out. She moved her tongue, trying to feel her teeth, and realized in horror that they were sticking out of a lump of bloody flesh.

The lump of flesh was her tongue. What remained of her tongue.

Her mouth had been turned into a jagged hole.

She looked at the figure again.

It looked exactly the same as the figure she had described.

Slowly, the figure grinned wider and reached out a smooth, white hand, and clawed at her face.

A chunk of flesh fell off...