Chapter One: The Calm Before the Storm
Malcolm was standing at the pier, looking out at the steady flow of small waves. This was the spot where he had proposed to his wife a year earlier. He often visited this place when he was depressed or upset. Unfortunately, he came here more often than usual this month. Only two weeks ago, he was laid off from his job at the local newspapers. They claimed nobody read his article, so they canned him. But he knew that the paper was going downhill, lately being flooded with gossip columns. Another reason for Malcolm's dismay is the fact that his wife and he constantly argue. Whatever happiness they had had in the beginning has died. It's just a matter of time until a divorce is brought up. And finally the fact that his mother was put into a hospital. She had fallen and hit her head, and is in critical condition. The doctor says that she won't be the same woman, if she lives.
Malcolm took in a deep breath of the salty ocean air, and turned to leave the pier. He walked into the empty parking lot. As he did, he looked up. The sky was dark and ominous. But it was uncomfortably warm and humid. Malcolm hated this weather. Before he got into his car, he looked out at the sea one last time. The waves had gotten bigger. He thought he'd better get home soon, before the storm hits.
He pulled out of the parking lot and turned down the empty, beach-side road. As he drove, a large wave crashed onto the side of a rock, with water spilling onto the road. Thunder began roaring above. "Shit." Malcolm muttered under his breath. He drove through the large puddle of sea-water and up the slope, hugging the side of a large, rocky cliff. Then, a blinding flash of light shined in Malcolm's eyes. He swerved and hit the rock wall. A chunk of stone came crashing onto the hood of his car, rendering it obsolete. He sat there, frozen. He thought how lucky he was at that moment. That chunk of rock could've killed him. He moved over into the passenger seat and exited the vehicle. He looked at his totaled car. Drops of rain began hitting the ground. Malcolm ran over to his trunk and opened it. He took out a yellow parka and put it on. He pulled out his cell phone, and using the trunk door to shield the phone from the rain, and made a call.
"Samantha. I need you to call AAA, or pick me up. My car…it's wrecked. It's underneath a chunk of rock." He waited for a response from his wife. "Okay. Thank you, honey. I'm on OceanSide Road, about half a mile from our pier." He listened to the response and hung up. He opened the passenger side door and sat inside, waiting for his wife to pick him up. He exhaled heavily and leaned back, listening to the sound of heavy rain pounding the roof of the car. Suddenly, he heard a loud, bizarre noise. It rumbled the ground and his window panes shook. He perked up, and looked out the window. It could have been thunder. But it didn't sound natural. It sounded like…some kind of…monster. Then, he saw a large, dark mass slowly rise out of the water. Malcolm's eyes widened, and he froze in his seat. His eyes were fixed on the monstrous thing slowly approaching him.
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