Night riders- good copy

A sickening jolt echoed around the chamber, as the mans body fell limply, the chamber walls echoing every sound made by the unconscious body. The chamber walls where smooth and made of grey bricks, giving you the feeling of eternal confinement. A ripple went down the mans spine and he screamed thrashing around and finally becoming still, leaving the chamber in an even eerier silence. His stiff grey hair didn't quite cover his eyes and they glazed up to the ceiling completely blank. He twisted around slightly convulsing as he took a deep breath and uttered one word though his wasted lips.

"James" He uttered this word and let his head roll sideways as thin trickle of blood dripping down onto his dead face. He sighed then closed his eyes for the very last time.

A cold mirthless laugh echoed around the chamber, more disturbing than the dead body was that voice held a note of sick joy. The chamber walls shook trying to contain the gruesome noise that had consumed it.

"Well well well. What do we have here?" Whispered the cold voice, amused.

Whoever it was strode forward,throwing his gruesome features into the light. His white face shone like a beacon through the dull light of the chamber. His cold eyes, full black, examined the room grinning when he noticed the man lying on the floor. When he grinned he showed the three vicious scars that ignited his face from hair to chin.

He strode over to the man on the floor smiling like he had just won the lottery.

“ Finally we will destroy the Night Riders gang, and I will rule the world! The mans eyes where intense and he laughed a victorious laugh.

“No one will stand in my way!” He almost growled.

A scurrying sound in the corner stopped him saying anything else and he looked surprised glancing curiously at the corner. 

He stepped forward cautiously, he scanned the corner. Nothing was there but dust and debris. So where had the noise come from? The man walked back seeming reassured that nothing was there and continued to the centre of the depressing chamber.

“ There petty defenses-”

The man stopped speaking though there seemed to be not interruption, he just stood there, his black eyed going blank and he dropped to the floor.

He screamed, a blood curling scream and landed face first onto the concrete, his nose smashing and blood splattering the grey floor.

He writhed around on the floor, violently jerking, blood spilling from his nose, his eyes where blank and no emotion played across his face but he continued to scream and jerk violently. He stopped but his mouth continued to move, screaming as if anyone could hear him.

He stopped lying motionless on the floor, dead.

Another laugh echoed across the room as the dead man lay unmoving on the floor.