Cindy's European Odyssey

I've never gone to the bathroom at night. Ever. My parents raised me well by constantly reminding me of the dangers lurking in the dark.

But last night was different. I had drank more than I could handle and my body was craving for a release. So, I paid no heed to my mother's warning and went to the toilet on the fourth floor of my hostel.

The entire walk up to the fourth floor had made me realise that I needed to clean up as soon as possible. Unfortunately, there were several people who were occupying most of the cubicles in that floor. I waited and paced around for a while before someone left their cubicle. I ran in, locked myself in and pulled down my underwear.

Then, it happened...

A sharp pain pierced through my body as if someone had jabbed a needle into my backside. I wanted to scream but all that escaped out of my mouth was a moan as a thick black liquid spurted out from me and splattered onto the wall behind me. It burned worse than any other poop ever did. I turned around and saw a large grotesque creature with long talons piercing me through its fingertips. The creature pushed its face closer to mine and smiled at me revealing two rows of razor-sharp teeth right behind its lips that looked like they belonged to a shark's jaws rather than a human's mouth. It opened its jaws wider and tried to bite off my head with its wide gaping jaws but before it could do so, another similar creature appeared out of nowhere and plunged its own set of teeth into the first one's neck, killing it instantly. The dead creature fell onto me and I finally screamed out loud as it entered my body through my back then exited from my abdomen just like it had done when it first stabbed me on the backside earlier on.

I needed help...I needed someone to save me...but who? Who can help me now?! The answer came into my mind like an angel sent by God himself...my mother...my mother can help! She always knows what to do! I need her help now! I sat up and grabbed hold of my phone from my bag on the floor next to me, dialed her number and waited anxiously for her to pick up. The phone rang four times before she picked up...

"Mom..." *pant* *pant* "Mom can you hear me?" *pant* *pant* "Mom are you there?" *pant* *pant* "MOM ANSWER ME!" *pant* *pant* "Please Mom..." *pant* *pant* "Please..."

"Mom..."

"Cindy?!"

"Mom..."

"Cindy is that you? Where are you? Can you hear me?"

"Yes mom!"

"Are you okay honey? What happened?"

"It hurts Mom! It hurts so much! Please help me!"