Short Stories

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Chapter One

IT WAS VERY DARK. Even the new duracell batteries could not muster enough power to cut through the darkness.

Sophia trembled from head to toe.  Thunder cracked the sky and pierced it in long white gashes. In moments, rain poured.  She looked back. The car was must be a few metres behind her.  But in what direction? She could not see anything.  She did not know how long she was entranced by the gruesomeness of...

Oh, her heart sank. Frank. O, dear Frank.  That 'thing' had come upon them at the intersection, landing on the car with so much thud, the car skid to a halt and cut all lights and life.  Then, Frank had opened the door, fumbling for the torch he usually kept in the glove compartment.  He found it, told her not panic, and was stepping out of the car when a great force swooped down with speed and snatched his head off his shoulders.  Sophia heard nothing besides a low crunch as bone cut, severing Frank's head from his body. His blood pumped, spreading everywhere. In her horror-stricken stance, Sophia's mouth opened and she gagged on gulps of the hot liquid.
 
She turned away, spitting, coughing and choking.  Frank's torso jerked in different directions, the torch flew out of his hand, hit her window and landed on her lap, before he went limp.  Then she also heard the scream of the creature.  It was so shrill, she believed it was in her head.  After a few agonizing moments, it died down, leaving her exasperated. 
 
Her breathing had not returned to normal.  She rummaged through her bag for her phone.  The battery was dead.  She took a deep breath and searched for Frank's phone. Her hand smeared blood and when it finally closed on the phone, it was thick and in a pool.  It was useless.

She held the torch and reached for the door.  She got out of the car, in a trance, and walked with unsteady steps.  Surely, she thought, someone must come by this road and she will get help.  She kept on walking, reasoning that the creature could return for her to finish up.

As the rain continued, she dared not turn back, but her steps were laboured and slow.  She tried to pray, but no words came to her heart.  This must be a dream, she tried to console herself.  But, it was real.  Real as the new approaching sound of the creature.  She turned in that direction, but the darkness did not help.  Even the thunder seemed to have moved away, like everything else, except this unreal creature.

She felt the creature land behind her.  She was already too scared to be shocked.  She just stood, braced herself for the worst and waited.

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