The Katacombs

There was an incident in the desert catacombs near our village which had brought fear into the thoughts of many.

One day a few people had decided to take a better look inside the katacombs. Everyone had warned them about the risks to loose the sense of direction and light if their lamps would give up, but they didnt listened.

They never came back…

Until one of them found the exit after two weeks.. He was half dead but not because he was starving, but because something had ripped open the right part of his body and eaten part of it. His stomach was cut, his face was half none existing because their was no skin or muscle and his right foot and leg was broken and twisted several times. He escaped barely he said and didnt knew how he wa alive in this state.. The only weakness from „Them“ was light.. He mustve either crawled or jumped with one leg for his life down there.

He had told us that something unhuman was walking down there and waiting for those who would enter it. After he told us to not go inside, he started suddenly to move backwards as if something was pulling him. The people from the village were terrified to see a men getting dragged down by unknown force, back inside the catacombs while he screamed for help.

The villagers rushed for help but than they stopped before the catacombs and only heard how he screamed a few more times until it was quiet. Everyone was afraid to even come close. But then a villager threw a burning red light inside and as the hallway became visible, they all saw the dark looking being which was feasting on the body. The red light didnt bothered it and it rushed towards us and we began to run away…

It didnt followed us.

But a few nights after, one after another started to walk inside the katacombs without a light or tone. It was as if somerhing had taken their bodys.. Each night someone dissapeared, the ground was shaking and their houses were crushed into the sand like a giant hole… It was as if the ground sucked their very existence away without a hint. What left was a dark hole and scared people.

Everyone took their belongings and left the village for good.. But strangely, some appeared back and went inside the katacombs, never to come back.

The being they saw that day, was not THEIR enemy, the katacomb had mirrored their past and…

The village had a dark past were people got murdered inside the catacombs for rituals and witch craft.

There was a rumor once among the people …

„Whenever you kill someone inside the tomb, it will remember who did it … And when you come close ever again, it will take you and do the same“

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