The Unforgiven Night
It was after eleven at night and the storm raged on like
some angry monster seeking vengeance. Lightening lid up
the sky while gale force winds pounded the home of Tina
Trevin. She laid awake in bed, the covers pulled up to her
chin. Her gray eyes reflecting the blue grey color of the
relentless electrical discharges. The electricity had gone
out and her bedroom was covered in blackness.
She had been reading in bed when the lights went out.
Each time lightening and thunder erupted, she could see
the hallway leading to the kitchen like some sort of wooden
path to the unknown. She wanted to get up to get some
candles but fear left her tense and frozen to her bed.
Her tortured mind now struggling to remember whether
she had locked all the doors as her mother had instructed
her to do. Her parents were visiting her Aunt Cathy but Eve
did not want to go. She pleated with her mother to let her
stay home because, after all, she was almost fifteen. She
didn't much care for her aunt, because of her old fashion
ideas. Now however, she wished she had gone with her
parents
The book she had been reading laid by her side and she
was afraid to touch it. The title, " The Undefinable" had
been checked from the library that day because it sounded
sinister. She enjoyed reading about the supernatural, scary
movies and stories but tonight, listening to the wind howling
outside, she was frightened and never before.
She strained to listen to a strange noise coming from the
front of the house. The sound she heard did not make any
sense. Her distress mind knew these reverberations to be
malevolent. What she heard was really not a sound, it was
more like a felt sensation that produced goose bumps.
Deep down in her soul she knew that, if she investigated,
she would see something vile and wicked. She pulled the
curtains to one side, peered out and saw nothing but
darkness up and down the street. The electricity had left her neighborhood looking like an abandoned neighborhood
covered in a blanket of darkness.
She used her foot to pushed the book off the bed but
couldn't stop thinking about the story. It was about a girl
her age that had gone missing while walking home. The
police suspected that a strange presence had taken her.
The girl had been the fourth victim and the witnesses all
describe the perpetrator as some sort of apparition because,
he or it, was without form. Sweat began to form over Eve's
body and she couldn't stop trembling. The storm outside
sounded like a devil howling from the depth of hell. She
began to sob and closing her eyes, she could feel something
or someone in the house.
A scratching noise coming from the back door sounded as if
someone or something wanted to come in.
The moving dark shadows reflecting on the walls after each
lighting strike were like apparitions staring at her. She feared
someone had entered the house through the back door but
still she could not move.
She knew there was a flash light in the kitchen but she was
afraid of groping her way in the darkness. She listen intensely
as a choking fear took control of her senses telling her she
was not alone.
Eve heard soft patted feet or hooves in the living room.
The wooden floor creaked as if someone or something was
coming her way. A loud thunder blast shook the house and
as the rumble died, she heard a low slithering sound similar
to that of a serpent.
She was sure someone or something was in the hallway
coming toward her bedroom. The rain pounding against the
window pains masked another noise but she was certain
she heard breathing in the hall. Frozen with fear, and terror-
stricken she wanted to run away to relieve the horror, but she
couldn't.
The lightening and the pounding rain made it difficult to
identify the soft noises coming closer. Terror griped her so
completely that she pulled the covers over her head and
fainted. Eve did not see nor heard the thing coming toward
her bed.
She was safe in her unconsciousness and oblivious
of the cold arms lifting her. The apparition was like fog
moving with deliberate intentions for it knew that this girl
was the one it had been searching for. He knew that for
him to become human, he must do what needed to be done.
The apparition took Eve to the living room and placed her
on the couch. It stood looking down at the girl pleased that
he had finally found the one girl who would satisfy his hunger.
For hundreds of years the specter had been traveling all over
the world in search of this one little girl.
Now, she was before him and he wanted the moment to last.
Outside, the tempest raged on and with each thunder, the
spirit felt more at ease. He knew they would be alone for
two days and that was enough time for him to do what he
wanted to do for so long.
He leaned closer to the girl's face and he could smell the
scent of her innocence and he felt almost human. Eve's
breathing was that of one who had finished a mile long sprint.
The phantom began taking deep breaths taking in the girl's
oxygen causing her to gasp.
After each breath, the spirit would extract a bit of life out of
the girl's lungs. He stood up and looking down at Eve, he felt
an uncontrollable urge to possess the girl completely. He
wondered whether to have her on the couch or take her
outside and complete the job while the rain, lightning and
thunder looked on.
It picked up the girl and walked out the back door and
placed her on a cement table. The rain had plastered Eve's
night gown to her body and seeing this, the Spector lifted
his foggy head to the sky and howled like a wolf. He had
waited so long for this and felt he could wait no longer.
Reaching down he exposed Eve's soft throat and pulsating
breast. It began licking her breast and neck and her taste
was like nothing he had tasted before. Dark clouds laden
with rain looked down witnessing the spectacle below.
The spirit laid next to the unconscious girl and it could feel the
warmth emanating from her young and innocent body. A
deafening thunder clap jolted the girl and as she fought to
open her eyes, she found herself in bed. The sheets were
wet and they were wrapped around her body.
Trembling and cold, she wondered whether her wetness was
from perspiration or if she had been sleep walking out in the
rain. She tried to remember the dream but her troubled
mind could not distinguish the difference between a reality
and a nightmare.
The storm had abated and the silence in the house was
so intense that it hurt her ears. There was a scent in the
room she had never experiencedbefore. She wondered
whether a rat or some bird had die in the house. She was
about to close her eyes when the she heard the same
scratching noise again.
She felt something jumping into her bed and as she tried to
scream, no sound came out of her tortured throat. She felt
something soft rubbing against her face and hollered,
“Peanut, you naughty cat you scared the shit out of me.
Are you scared of the storm too?” The cat began to purr
as it made a couple of turns then curled up by her head.
The storm was leaving her area and the scent of fresh wet
earth mixed with decay was around her. The dream was
still vivid in her mind and knew she would never forget it.
The lamp in her bedroom flickered and turned on and the
distinct hum of her refrigerator sounded louder than usual.
The digital clock on the night table blinked 12:00 as her cat
jumped off her bed and ran mewing to the kitchen.
“Peanut can’t you just wait a minute until I get your food?
I'm just as hungry as you are.”
Walking into her gleaming kitchen, she saw the cat on the
marble counter pawing at the cabinet where the food was
kept. Opening the door, Peanut began to mew looking at Eve
with bright green eyes.
Taking a can opener, she took out a can of tuna and after
opening it, she placed the contents in a blue plastic bowl
with “Peanut” stamped in big yellow letters on its side.
The house was cool and the battery powered clock on the
counter reflected 3:00 AM. The storm now moving
westwards taking with it the rain laden clouds thus allowing
the moon to see the earth. Eve looked out her kitchen
window and saw small branches and leaves covering her
yard.
She finished her breakfast and heard Peanut mewing by
the door wanting to go out. She unlocked and opened the
door saying, “Leave those birds alone and if you bring
another bird or mouse to the porch, I will never let you
out again”. She saw her cat dashing across the yard as
if it knew where small creatures hid.
She closed and locked the door after turning out the lights,
she walked back to her bed, she felt tired and sleepy.
Yawning and turning off the lamp, she got under the covers
and tried to sleep. A soft sound made her open her eyes and
she saw a strange mist in the hallway.
The scent emanating from the mist was that of rotten meat.
She was sure that what she was looking at, was just a
hallucination brought on by her experience. The misty
figure stood by her bed and its soft and gentle arms went
around the young girl's waist. Feeling the cold and oily touch,
Eve fainted and retreated to a world where she could escape
the horror of what awaited her.
The end
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