Seven days

Seven days. Those were the two words that were echoing through your head this last week, with it going back and forth and back and forth. It had all started about a week ago when you were searching through some junk you had found in the house that you were living in, with you finding a dusty old VHS player as well as a VHS to go along with it. The VHS was unmarked and unlabelled, with there being no scratches or wear and tear, with you wondering why someone would just leave a single tape and not just throw it out. Despite this you found yourself interested enough in the VHS in order to play it, grabbing hold of the VHS player and plugging it into the back of your tv before pressing the VHS inside of it, hearing as the VHS whirred to life.

Your TV flicked on as the VHS began to play, with the first thing that came up was static, coming in two brief flashes before it engulfed the screen for a couple of seconds. The static then shut off again, a glowing white ring appearing on screen, the ring glowing like light was shining into the other side of it before static hit the screen again, the ring being replaced with a slightly red stream of water flicking to a few other images. A wooden chair sat in the middle of a night and oversaturated room, someone combing their hair in a mirror, the woman looking like she was in her forties or fifties with the glance into another mirror showing a figure that you couldn’t make you out followed by the sight of a tree and a house with a man standing in the window, distorted music playing over the entire thing.

Then the tape switched to more disturbing and surrealist imagery , the first thing that you saw was a man with most of his face obscured having some kind of fleshy tubed pulled from his open mouth. A burning tree on a sunset, a wooden box with seven twitching fingers inside of it, a woman piercing her finger on a nail with her fingernail parting with the finger as the nail went through, distorted sound playing all over the images as they occurred, all of these images interspersed with something closing up and something thrashing around inside of what appeared to be a trash bag. It was at that point the videotape hit its peak, a piercing sound followed by deathly silence signifying this as the next set of imagery hit.

The first was the image of hundreds upon hundreds of maggots writhing around across the dirt which morphed into people as a sickening squelching sound played before it turned to the next image. This shot was of a table with glass of water on top of it,a giant centipede crawling out from underneath it before cutting to the burning tree again and then to different shots of the woman in the mirror and the house, the person sitting in the window gone, before cutting to a chair spinning around rapidly in the air followed by a few more quick images, including one of a ladder against a wall. It then cut what appeared to be the bodies of several cows resting against the ocean before cutting to a woman waiting by a cliff and pushing herself off it, the woman seeming at peace with herself when she did so. This was followed by someone covering something up, making the ring at the beginning of the video then followed by The ladder falling upon the floor with the final shot being of a quiet view of a well in a forest.

The tv them cut to static, the sound moving across the room as you sat on the chair, with you feeling confused, unnerved and slightly scared about what you had just watched. You then heard as the phone began to ring, with you getting up and quickly picking it up, seeing that the call seemed to be from a private number, with you decided to pick it up anyway in order to take your mind off what you had just watched. The phone was silent for a couple seconds before a voice finally came through it, the voice being of a woman’s as well as being no higher than a simple whisper. “Seven days.” Said the voice over the phone, the feeling of dread running down your back occurring as you hung up the phone, trying to push it off as some kind of prank call.

After viewing that tape several interesting events happened to you over their aforementioned seven days, with some being more mundane and some being much more supernatural. The mundane ones were that your nose had been bleeding at least once every day and more blood was pouring out the longer the week when on, with blood pouring out of nose like a broken faucet by the time the seventh day had come, flies appearing either inside the tv screen or on the TV screen or the urge that you should watch the video more and show the video to other people, with each time you refused to watch the video making it so the thought became more and more insistent, as if the video was wanting you to show it to people.

The supernatural events were much more interesting. The first events to hit you were the visions, the visions  feeling like someone had forced a tv screen deep into your retina, the hallucinations being confusing and unnerving, with you feeling more and more dread with each following vision. Your phone could often be found in a large puddle of water, with it feeling like it was leaking the stuff whenever you picked it up. The worst event was when you had vomited something up around day 4 or 5, the feeling of metal pushing up against your windpipe as you coughed and sputtered before feeling as it came slamming down onto the sink, the sound of metal hitting ceramic ringing out as you breathed heavily.

Today was the seventh day, the day that all of this had been leading up too, the day that the woman on the phone had been telling you about, with you assuming that she was taunting you after what you had been through. This day nothing seemed to happen, which only filled you up with more dread then if something actually had happened to you. It was nightfall at this point, with you watching some tv to calm your mind a bit, flicking through channels as the screen went from show to show, the screen beginning to flicker before going black, with you getting more and more confused and more and more fearful before the tv flicked to static, with your heart rate quickening as you realised that the finale of these several days was about to come to pass.

You flicked through the channels rapidly, flicking from static to static to static before you went to the last shot of the video tape, being off the stone well in the forest, the screen stopping you from moving it, causing you to just turn the tv off. This caused the tv to shut off for about a second before it flicked back on again, with you throwing the tv remote to the side of the room as you continued to watch the video. The video was off this static image, with you feeling as you were slowly filled with dread the longer the shot went on, with your eyes affixed upon the well, with you waiting for something to happen, which it soon did.

You watched as a single white hand clutched against the outer side of the well,  long black hair hanging over the rocks as another white hand came up from it, with you filling with fear as you watched as the person inside of the well slowly climbed over it. The video glitched out, skipping a few frames so that the person inside of the well standing in front of it, quickly revealed itself to be a woman, being somewhere working the 20-30 age range. You looked across the woman’s body, seeing that she was wearing a simple white dress, the dress's fabric seeming thin and the bottom of the dress being covered in dirt and mud. Her hair was thin and black, obscuring her face and chest area as she did so, the woman beginning to slowly step towards the screen.

She got closer and closer as time went on, slowly stumbling towards you, taking her sweet time as she did so, the screen skipping and flickering as she went closer, with you inside about what to do as she went right up to the screen. You noticed as water began to pour out of the bottom of the screen, falling down onto the floor, making a small pool around the tv. Eventually she was right up in front of the screen, with you trying in one last ditch effort to get rid of her by slamming your hand into the off button of the remote, the tv flicking off and in again as sure slowly began to move her hand up to the tv screen before the tuning off strategy didn’t work anymore.

She pressed her  hand against the screen, slowly applying more and more pressure before she moved her hand through the tv screen, with you noticing that she didn’t have any fingernails or fingertips. Her hand reached and grasped for something, eventually finding its way on the floor as her head went through the screen, with you quickly trying to run over to the door in order to escape, only to trip up on the water that was rapidly covering the floor due to her presence. You watched as she began to slither her way out of the TV, both of her hands pressing down onto the ground, her legs soon following as you looked upon the pale woman, with you bejng much more scared then you were before, with you wondering if she was going to kill you or not.

You got up and backed away from her, the woman turning towards you as she pivoted on her foot, the sound of static blaring through the tv as she began to teleport to several places across the room, appearing right in front of you as you backed away. You were soon stopped from doing this by one of her hands shooting out infront of her, grabbing hold of your wrist and dragging you close to her, a shiver coursing through your spine as you felt her cold, almost vice-lick, grip against your arm. You tried to pry her off, only to get your other hand grabbed and yanked by the side of your waist, with you looking though her black hair to see a bright white eye peeking from behind it.

Suddenly her face went hurtling towards you, her nose slamming into yours as you felt as her hair dropped over  your body, her cold lips pressing against you as she began to kiss you. It took you a few seconds before you fell into the kiss, with you feeling as the fear left your body as you melted slightly at her touch, her tongue slipping into your mouth as it began to canvas your mouth. You felt as the wet organ pushed against your teeth and mouth, her tongue dragging itself down the centre of yours, looking into your eyes from behind your hair as she did so, her grasp OJ your arms not relaxing in the slightest before she pulled away from the kiss, bits of drool separating your mouth and her own.

She then proceeded to stare at you for ten or so seconds, with you being unsure where she stood before she pulled her arms to the felt before swinging them to the right, making it so that you were pushed over onto the sofa, your head crashing into one of the side pillows. She then stood still before teleporting around again, this time placing herself right on top of your waist with one of her legs hanging over the side of your sofa and the other one wedged in between your leg and the seat. You looked up at her covered up face, one of her hands slamming into your chest as the other moved onto the sofa, her nailless fingers slowly dragging against your chest.

Her fingers found themselves over to your trousers,her fingers moving inside of the trousers before moving out again, the woman placing her fingers onto your button, struggling to take the button out due to her lack of fingernails, something that didn’t seem to phase her that much as she managed to get the button undone anyway. She then moved her fingers over to your zipper, pressing it against two of her fingers as she dragged it downward before moving your hand upward and dragging your trousers done, leaving you in your pants, which had a rather notable bulge in them. She looked at this and moved her hand onto you, both groping your bulge and moving her fingers under the strap before pulling it off,your cock springing out your pants as it did so.

She looked over it for a couple seconds before moving her fingers down to the bottom of her dress, the woman waiting until your eyes were directly staring at her before she moved the skirt upwards. She slowly moved it up her body, first recalling her tight and rather wet pussy, slowly showing off more and more of her pale stomach before her tits bounced out of the fabric prison, the nipples being a light grey as you gazed upon her pale body. She moved her head as she watched you stare at her, her tits moving up and down slightly when she did so, before her glare moved back over to your face, the woman beginning to move her hips over your cock as she did so.

You could feel as her pussy steadily dropped onto your cock, her pussy fluids tricking and moving down your dick as it did so, the woman’s feet and legs moving and twitching as she breathed over you. Her breasts were heavy and wispy, her body moving from side to side as her hips began to shake before they began to move down onto your cock. You could feel as her lips impacted with your cockhead, moaning slightly as she did so, the woman resting them there for a couple seconds before pushing her hips downward, forcing your head inside of her, with you instinctively moving up one of your hands to grab hold of her hips, the rest of your cock moving inside of her pussy as you did so.

Both of you moaned as you both got used to the feeling of each other, the woman’s inner walls pressing against your cock as you tried to get used to her pussy, your hand clutching onto her ass as she began to move upward. She moved slowly and carefully, making sure to take her sweet time as she pushed up your length,with you feeling as your cock was exposed to the cold air that surrounded the woman. She got to your tip when she stopped, her pussy lips clutching and rubbing against it, the woman breathing heavily over your body, her breaths moving though her air and across your face before she came slamming down upon your cock, hitting your hips as she did so.

You grabbed hold of her ass as she did this, the woman having stopped moving for a couple seconds before she started moving again, slowly winding up your cock before slamming back down onto your hips. You could feel as her pussy tightened and loosened against your cock, the contraction of her soaking wet pussy walls being at seemingly random intervals. She continued on with the process for a couple of minutes, the feeling of her hips being both heavy when hitting against your hips but weightless when moving through the air, her hair moving across her body yet never moving away from her face as you felt her hips stop for a brief moment, her hands wrapping around shoulders as she did so.

She then proceeded to move her hips again with the only change that she was putting the weightless that her body had to good use as she began to go faster against your body. Her hips were now skimming off your hips, brushing against them instead of slamming down against them, with you still being able to feel her hips press against your body. You looked up to her to get brief glimpses of her face, her pale white lips contorted into a smile as her tits bounced up and down. You could feel as her pussy clasped and clenched against your cock,  making you moan loudly as her tight walls rubbed against your head, her pussy-lips clutching against your cock so that you couldn’t get away from her.

Her face suddenly teleported downward, her spine twisted in such a way that the spine looked broken in a couple places, her hips raised high whilst her head was pressed so close to your body. You felt as her lips suddenly moved over to yours, her tongue moving into your mouth as you moved your tongue into hers, the wet organs playfully fighting with each other as you felt her hips slam into yours. Every single contraction against your cock was amplified due to her kisses, your hands moving across her body, with one of them wrapped around the top of her torso, occasionally gripping at her breasts as the other one tugged and groped at her ass.

You could feel as your cock began to throb inside of her pussy, the feeling of her walls against yiurbcock making tinthrob even more as she thrusted up and down, the woman moaning into your mouth as she began to speed up yet again, assaulted your cock with yet more pleasure. She rammed her hips into you, moving them up and down at a breakneck pace, her might disconnecting from yours as she pushed against your hips, your fingers digging deep into her tits as one of your fingers pressed up against her nipples. You felt as her other leg moved onto the sofas, crossing over your leg as she did so, her grip on your shoulders getting more and more restless.

You couple feel as the force pushing against your cock intensified, with you inching closer and closer to orgasming with each clench of her pussy, with your fingers digging into her body as you did so. You looked into the curtain of hair that covered up her facem seeing her eyes in between the locks, seeing how excited and pleasured they were, with you realising that she must have been waiting for this for a long time. Eventually the constant slamming against your cock became too much for you, with you realising that the pressure at the tip of your cock got too much for you, with you releasing it directly into her pussy, the first shot coming out and covering her inner walls.

You felt as more and more shots pushed out of your cock, both of you moaning loudly as this occurred, her pussy lips grasping hold of your base and clutching at your cock. You could feel as each shot left your cock, no doubt pushing deep inside of her pussy as it did so,feeling as her body twitched and pushed against yours, her entire body slightly glitching out during your orgasm. Eventually your orgasm came to an end, a couple more drops of cum pushing out of your cock before your head hit the sofa, sweat moving off your body as she breathed heavily over you before teleporting yet again, this time nestling herself in your chest, your cock now being placed between her asscheeks.

You could hear her breathing, with it being quiet and calm, her grip on your shoulders becoming lighter as she moved her head up to your shoulder, nestling it there as she looked into your eyes, her hair making it so that you could see one of her own eyes. You noticed that she was looking around, her cheeks getting slightly,the woman moving her head so that her lips were right next to your ear. “Thank you.” She whispered after ten or so seconds of non stop silence, the woman hugging you close as she pushed herself back into your chest and neck, with you feeling weirdly relaxed by the wmeon now that she had actually introduced herself. A few minutes later you fell asleep on the sofa, the ghostly woman laying in your arms as you wondered what your new roommate would be getting up to tomorrow.