Complete this gothic short story, please.

Marvin ran fast, occasionally glancing over his shoulder. His breath was heavy and quick almost like he was about to suffocate, eyes moving expeditiously. The darkness of the night consumed everything in the forest, with leaves on trees being tossed around like rag dolls. Marvin ran faster than ever, gripping his grandma's sacred book precariously.
A large oak tree was nearby, and he stopped, looking around the forest seeing nothing but pure darkness, and frantically started beating on the trunk. Yelling and screaming, his eyes started to flood with tears. Falling to his knees, he started whimpering and banging on the trunk till his fists bled pure black, he begged for the pain to stop.
Sitting there in silence - he heard a twig snap. Shifting his body around slightly and turning his head towards the sound he stood up. He knew exactly what it was. It’s the shrill voice you can never get rid of, the sound of its long claws scratching along the walls sends chills, and the silence it makes you wait in is deafening. Backing up against the tree, he stared in horror waiting for something to pop out of the darkness. Nothing. He waited a long, horrible minute until he felt an eerie feeling in the pit of his stomach. He slowly turned around again to the other way, inhaling sharply and expecting to see the horrid creature. There was nothing. He sighed in relief and turned around. Blind. He couldn’t see anything but he could feel pain. He clutched his face and fell to the ground. Blind. But no feeling left, as his eyes weren't his anymore. He fell the rest of the way down, His tight grip loosening on the book and feeling his life slowly slipping away.

As Marvin slowly regains consciousness, he notices a huge bruise on his forehead and reaches up to stroke it only to discover his hair has all fallen out. In a state of shock, he lets out a terrifying scream that appeared to have woken up the horrid creature. His attention is drawn to the creature in the corner who appears to be weeping. When Marvin is staring at what appears to be a broken or lost creature, he approaches it with caution and feels a strange urge to think that perhaps the creature only wants a friend.

Unknowingly, Marvin was taken by the horrid creature to an old castle, sometimes seemingly abandoned, as daylight appeared, sometimes occupied. The castle often contained secret passageways, trap doors, secret rooms, dark or hidden staircases, and possibly ruined sections. The castle may be near or connected to caves, which lend their own haunting flavor with their branches, claustrophobia, and mystery.
There was no time to acknowledge this, however, as the front door was creaking open to reveal a large and desolate living space (though it seemed there was no one living there). Marvin grew ever more curious, stepping through the door frame into the home. He asked if there was someone there, only to hear his voice echo through the surprisingly vast halls. He searched around, admiring the old furniture and torn wallpaper. There were no family pictures or any sense of a family that lived there, but it did not seem someone vacated the home. Marvin found an extensive library and became very shocked to see that it only contained very macabre literature. Confused, he wanders to a bathroom only to see a long mirror and no plumbing fixtures. Marvin steps into the closet-like room, hearing the door close behind him as he enters. Marvin gets flashbacks as to maybe thinking that this haunted old castle and his grandma's sacred old book and all the horrors he has so far experienced are somehow all connected to each other.

Marvin is confused as to why the creature brought him to this haunted old house in the middle of nowhere and begins to think that maybe this creature used to live here or maybe the creature was murdered. The voices in his head kept getting louder and louder, Marvin felt like he was going crazy until a loud scratch was heard from the basement. Petrified but left no choice but to go and find the source of this sound. Marvin approached the basement door slowly feeling the sweat of horror dripping down his face and shivering from the temperature of the house, he stops and rushes in the door barging in and getting jump scared by the horrid creature that was waiting for him panicking, he shimmies the doorknob to the point of breaking it and becomes trapped. In spite of all that the creature meant no harm towards him whatsoever again. Marvin took a moment to understand the situation all over again, that all this creature wants from him is to understand. The not-so-horrid creature gestured for him to sit down on the wooden floor. Marvin thought twice but still sat down.

The creature

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Complete this gothic short story, please.

Marvin ran fast, occasionally glancing over his shoulder. His breath was heavy and quick almost like he was about to suffocate, eyes moving expeditiously. The darkness of the night consumed everything in the forest, with leaves on trees being tossed around like rag dolls. Marvin ran faster than ever, gripping his grandma's sacred book precariously.
A large oak tree was nearby, and he stopped, looking around the forest seeing nothing but pure darkness, and frantically started beating on the trunk. Yelling and screaming, his eyes started to flood with tears. Falling to his knees, he started whimpering and banging on the trunk till his fists bled pure black, he begged for the pain to stop.
Sitting there in silence - he heard a twig snap. Shifting his body around slightly and turning his head towards the sound he stood up. He knew exactly what it was. It’s the shrill voice you can never get rid of, the sound of its long claws scratching along the walls sends chills, and the silence it makes you wait in is deafening. Backing up against the tree, he stared in horror waiting for something to pop out of the darkness. Nothing. He waited a long, horrible minute until he felt an eerie feeling in the pit of his stomach. He slowly turned around again to the other way, inhaling sharply and expecting to see the horrid creature. There was nothing. He sighed in relief and turned around. Blind. He couldn’t see anything but he could feel pain. He clutched his face and fell to the ground. Blind. But no feeling left, as his eyes weren't his anymore. He fell the rest of the way down, His tight grip loosening on the book and feeling his life slowly slipping away.

As Marvin slowly regains consciousness, he notices a huge bruise on his forehead and reaches up to stroke it only to discover his hair has all fallen out. In a state of shock, he lets out a terrifying scream that appeared to have woken up the horrid creature. His attention is drawn to the creature in the corner who appears to be weeping. When Marvin is staring at what appears to be a broken or lost creature, he approaches it with caution and feels a strange urge to think that perhaps the creature only wants a friend.

Unknowingly, Marvin was taken by the horrid creature to an old castle, sometimes seemingly abandoned, as daylight appeared, sometimes occupied. The castle often contained secret passageways, trap doors, secret rooms, dark or hidden staircases, and possibly ruined sections. The castle may be near or connected to caves, which lend their own haunting flavor with their branches, claustrophobia, and mystery.
There was no time to acknowledge this, however, as the front door was creaking open to reveal a large and desolate living space (though it seemed there was no one living there). Marvin grew ever more curious, stepping through the door frame into the home. He asked if there was someone there, only to hear his voice echo through the surprisingly vast halls. He searched around, admiring the old furniture and torn wallpaper. There were no family pictures or any sense of a family that lived there, but it did not seem someone vacated the home. Marvin found an extensive library and became very shocked to see that it only contained very macabre literature. Confused, he wanders to a bathroom only to see a long mirror and no plumbing fixtures. Marvin steps into the closet-like room, hearing the door close behind him as he enters. Marvin gets flashbacks as to maybe thinking that this haunted old castle and his grandma's sacred old book and all the horrors he has so far experienced are somehow all connected to each other.

Marvin is confused as to why the creature brought him to this haunted old house in the middle of nowhere and begins to think that maybe this creature used to live here or maybe the creature was murdered. The voices in his head kept getting louder and louder, Marvin felt like he was going crazy until a loud scratch was heard from the basement. Petrified but left no choice but to go and find the source of this sound. Marvin approached the basement door slowly feeling the sweat of horror dripping down his face and shivering from the temperature of the house, he stops and rushes in the door barging in and getting jump scared by the horrid creature that was waiting for him panicking, he shimmies the doorknob to the point of breaking it and becomes trapped. In spite of all that the creature meant no harm towards him whatsoever again. Marvin took a moment to understand the situation all over again, that all this creature wants from him is to understand. The not-so-horrid creature gestured for him to sit down on the wooden floor. Marvin thought twice but still sat down.

The creature

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