Had he really just seen what he thought he had? He drew in a deep breath and released the guard-rail tentatively. He shook his head, a desperate attempt at clearing it. He was going crazy, it had finally happened. He had now lost it all to some stress disorder.
It's what I call it, anyway. You've started every sentence with the word 'He'. Well, except for the first one but he's the second word, so it still counts. It's easy to solve this, just use your characters name instead of 'He' all of the time. He shook his head again, trying to figure out what on earth could have made him see what he just had. He turned slowly and headed back towards the security of his house. He strode to his living room and fell into his couch cushions and tried to brush off the terror that had gripped him.
Terror for what he had just seen, or terror for his sanity; he wasn't quite sure.
How could he survive that long without her now?
The girl had just disappeared! No swirly colours, no flashes or smoke and sparkles;justnothing.
Oh, and that scream... Mark had never heard anything so horrible in his whole life!
He'd heard his fair share of horrified screeches
She sounded more like a beast wailing, some horrible beast in agony.
If there was anybody he could tell, it was Bob. Right?
Wrong. Bob listened to his hysterical friend's story without interruption. “Go see a shrink, man,” Bob demanded half-sarcastically through spurts of laughter before hanging up without a goodbye...
Mark swore Bob must have been killing himself from lack of oxygen because of his infernal laughing.
“Good-bye to you, too, then,” he grumbled, throwing the phone to the side and resting his head in his hands.
He shook his head, a desperate attempt at clearing it.Okay it can be just me but I was a bit confused as to clearing what. Maybe its related to the other chapter, so I'll have to read it.
But this?I seriously don't have a logic here but it would look nice if it italicized. What you think?
No, this just crossed the line from bizarre to ridiculously insane.Shubhi likes it!
He strode to his living room and fell into his couch cushions and tried to brush off the terror that had gripped him.Into would seem like the cushion is torn apart from somewhere through which he could get inside. LOL.
The terror for what he had just seen, or the terror for his sanity he wasn't quite sure.
Howcouldwould(this just seems better) he survive that long without her now?
It sent a chill down his spinejust to remember iton remembering it.
He reached a trembling hand towards the phone and dialled his friend's number.This was very confusing. Look you want to tell his hands were trembling as he walked towards the phone. Right? But from your writing it seems that there's someone else also whose hands are shaking. So change it!