Chapter 1: Dreams
Through the towering of the bare trees rang out a frightful blood curlting scream that lifted the jet-black crows from their slumber in their nests. The moon was held high in the dark misty sky, shrouded with the dull grayish clouds that slowly moved inward, closing in and devouring its savor able rays that projected from its surface.
Rusted colored dead leaves littered the area on top of the lifeless piles of twigs and branches; struck down during that month by unmerciful winds and unforgivable storms that seemed to push themselves until they had nothing left to give but the smooth dusty winds and dense fog.
The only sounds that vibrated through the thick deadly forest were that of a woman, lost, confused and frighten. She ripped through the woods; grabbing spare branches to help her stay balanced and pulled through each inch of the dense forest. Breathlessly, the young woman fell to her knees in pain and exhaustion, her long brown hair draping in front of her face as she let her head fall into the dry lifeless leaves. Her eyes, a pale lime green, almost illuminated from behind her bangs as she lie silently upon the ground, but really all she wanted was to just get up and sprint, screaming for as long as she could back to her home.
"Katrina.." Came a whisper, its voice stained with a foul evil stench.
With her name sounded to her though, she quickly received her second wind and through herself up to her feet from the cold infested ground. Her thin pale blue blouse was torn around the bottom seam, but almost shaped beyond recognition around her neck, with blood trickling down from her pale lips to her chest.
Katrina's jeans were now blacken from the dirt she had kicked up earlier when she had raced through her friend's yard to escape the same fate that befell her. She limped slightly from the harsh cramp in her right leg, dragging it along side her in pain, and her left hand was firmly pressed against her stomach, with her own blood spilling down and over the backside of her hand from moving around with the wound so much.
Frighten tears streamed down her white cheeks, dripping at the corners of her lips as she moaned with each step in anguish.
Finally, a second of hope came to her as the faint sounds of car engines passed her ears from her left. Katrina's expression swiftly flipped around as her eyes brighten and a small smile began to curl on her pink lips. Limping over, she quicken her pace as a small glimpse of car lights came into her view as well as a street post nearby that lit up the area brightly.
"Katrina, come play with me.." The same voice beckoned followed by a hollow devious laughter. Ignoring the plea, Katrina pushed herself further on, only being a couple feet from her destination now.
Feeling confident now, she relieved her right hand from the branches and clasped it over her left to help to stop her bleeding as she began to apply more pressure against her open wounds. Yielding now, Katrina passed the last hideous tree that she felt she needed to get from and stopped onto solid black pavement.
Glancing about, she realized that there were no cars approaching and soon began to feet dazed from her loss of blood. Falling back into the ground, the soft dewy grass cushioned her fall but her head smacked against the hollow metal post behind her, instantly giving her a splitting headache.
Katrina lay limp and nearly lifeless against the pole, her head swinging over to her shoulders like a loose rag doll's would if disturbed; her eyes as dim as a nearly burnt out bulb. With her vision becoming blurrier by the second, she gently closed her eyes to avoid a worse headache. Her head was still pounding but in the back of her mind she could still her the crunching of leaves and harsh breathing becoming louder by the moments as slow footsteps approached her calmly.
Katrina's mouth gaped open, her lips pale and caked with dry dark blood that still pushed itself down her face. Breaking her eyes into slits, she looked up dazed to make out a black shadow above her, as the footsteps ceased. It stood for but a moment and then slowly began to lift its right side out and up passed it chest.
Liquid dropped from the edge of its side and she could hardly make out what it was carrying until it fell into the glare of street light while casting a cold shadow over her body. It gleamed deadly silver, drunk with blood along its side and tip, curved at the point deviously.
Then, in pure swiftness, the demon shot itself forward, as fast as lightning to a gray metal rod. Katrina sat still, jolting slightly, as the hot blade touched the skin of her neck but was relieved of it in seconds, without a single mark left behind on her. Moments later, a smooth deep red ring began to form circularly around the center of her neck, starting from the sides and touching at the front and back.
Small streams of blood trickled from the ring as her head silently slipped off her shoulders and fell with a sickening thud into her lap, spilling over more blood onto her lifeless body from the cartridge wound.
Then demon raised its arm then in fury and plunged it fiercely into Katrina body again, carving out her stomach's interiors in anger, allowing them to spill over into the ground and onto her as well, staining the areas around her.
In a swift motion it then launched its other hand into her chest deeply and ripped back her still throbbing heart from its safe haven beneath her ribs. It then gripped it tightly, causing her heart to burst from the pressure and pour more blood around her and now itself, as it licked its lips in satisfactory at its victory and pulled her broken heart towards it to feed on its spoils.
Sucking deeply on the exposed organ, it drank the blood till the heart was nothing more then dust which it crushed in the palm of its black hand. The fiend groaned in splendor while it curled its lips into a small smirk as the hot liquid blood dripped from the edges of them carelessly.
At that moment, sparks of light quickly began to produce themselves through the wicked creature and it shrieked in pain as it disappeared quickly into the nearby shadows of the condemned trees and out of sight while a car began to approach the scene.
The music was blaring, shaking the vehicle slightly as they drove down the road in silence through the darkness. Their headlights illuminated the area around them but nothing really showed. A young woman dressed well it what seemed like a homecoming dress sat beside, hand in hand with her date that was well dressed as too.
They both smiled at each other, their eyes gleaming in happiness from the their formal night, and then the young girl turned her gaze away to look up ahead of them. A shiny substance caught her brilliant illuminated blue eyes and she squinted to try and understand what it was.
"Brian, what's that?" she softly asked as she pushed her light red hair back behind her ears gently.
"What's what? I don't see anything." He quickly replied as he started to squint now too.
"Pull over.." She commanded as she lifted her gaze a few feet across from the shiny substance, noticing there was a deep black shadow that stretched out in front of them, her voice was soft though, filled with concern.
Brian looked at her strangely as he started to slow a little, but still going straight down the side, not even trying to stop.
"What? Diana, there's nothing th-,"
"Pull over!" she demanded again as she went for the door handle, ready to leap out any second.
Fearing that Diana would hurt herself, Brian quickly pressed his right foot into the break pedal, causing his wheels to lock and skid slightly to the left.
Diana tightened her grip around the handle and pulled it back towards her to release the door from the frame. Sweeping her pale blue heels from the car, she touched them down against the cold black pavement, clicking with each step she took. Her eyes were blurry from trying to stare up at the lamppost but she could swear there was something there.
A deep creaking like a rusted iron chain on a swing set that gently was pushed by the tender winds to increase curiosity among many other species. Carefully, Diana started to move closer towards the deep shadow and Brian did the same, but focused clearer on the object.
"What is that?" she asked confusingly and as she finally got right beneath it several drops of a warm thick liquid fell onto her pale smooth face. She recoiled quickly in reaction from the swift drops and lifted her soft hand to retrieve them from her cheeks. The pellets of liquid felt as if they were scorching her perfected facial features and they seemed to burn her fingertips as she brushed them over the substance. It felt hot to the touch but she refused to wipe them from her hand as she rubbed her two fingers together to spread it around. Foul putrid air seemed to sweep around her nostrils, soaking up the smell quickly and she swiftly shot her other hand to her lips to cover her nose and mouth in disgust.
Looking to the ground she instantly noticed a puddle of pure wet deep red blood that continued to be added upon by more small drops that fell slowly after one another carefully. Her eyes instantly lit up when she began to examine the little lake closer and noticed a deep reflection of something swinging softly above them.
"Oh my god." Brian started, his mouth seeming to fall as his eyes grew as large as Diana's when he finally caught site of the object of their curiosity. Diana shook violently at the vicious site as she stumbled backwards into the car, gripping it with her free hand that carried the dead woman's blood that smeared against the vehicle. She turned around to hide from the site but she looked into the reflection and quickly screamed and clutched her eyes shut when she saw the vulgar hanging body clearer.
Blood seemed to pour around the exposed flesh, dripping mindlessly to the ground, the corpse's insides were tied around the iron pole, holding it up while the head laid slightly on the opened stomach, the neck lodged inside the center of the body. The eyes of the lifeless decapitated head were wide open, but rolled back inside the skull, exposing its whites.
Brian rushed to Diana's side, wrapping his arms around her neck in comfort as he buried his own head into her soft shiny hair to shield his vision from the hideous site. The creaking seemed to grow louder, as if something was pushing the body around playfully, back and forth. Brian forced himself to look up to see what was going on, shaking in fright at the thoughts of what he might discover. A substance seemed to shroud the body, spinning around it causing it to swing fierce fully as if it was trying to pull it down. The intestines didn't seem as if they could stand the restraint on the body's pull any longer as they started to stretch downwards. The substance shrieked violently in response to the swinging body, pulling it harder towards them, and suddenly the cord snapped and the body fell into the pavement with a sickening thud.
Swiftly, Brian pushed Diana over to the back of the car to avoid the blood that shot out in every direction as the corpse struck the ground. Still shaking, Brian pushed his vision towards the top of the lamppost again and noticed the black substance was gone.
A sudden rush of wind caught him by surprise behind and they both swiftly turned as the substance shot towards them, instantly swallowing their horrified screams both up into the darkness along with them.
Through the towering of the bare trees rang out a frightful blood curlting scream that lifted the jet-black crows from their slumber in their nests. The moon was held high in the dark misty sky, shrouded with the dull grayish clouds that slowly moved inward, closing in and devouring its savor able rays that projected from its surface.
Rusted colored dead leaves littered the area on top of the lifeless piles of twigs and branches; struck down during that month by unmerciful winds and unforgivable storms that seemed to push themselves until they had nothing left to give but the smooth dusty winds and dense fog.
The only sounds that vibrated through the thick deadly forest were that of a woman, lost, confused and frighten. She ripped through the woods; grabbing spare branches to help her stay balanced and pulled through each inch of the dense forest. Breathlessly, the young woman fell to her knees in pain and exhaustion, her long brown hair draping in front of her face as she let her head fall into the dry lifeless leaves. Her eyes, a pale lime green, almost illuminated from behind her bangs as she lie silently upon the ground, but really all she wanted was to just get up and sprint, screaming for as long as she could back to her home.
"Katrina.." Came a whisper, its voice stained with a foul evil stench.
With her name sounded to her though, she quickly received her second wind and through herself up to her feet from the cold infested ground. Her thin pale blue blouse was torn around the bottom seam, but almost shaped beyond recognition around her neck, with blood trickling down from her pale lips to her chest.
Katrina's jeans were now blacken from the dirt she had kicked up earlier when she had raced through her friend's yard to escape the same fate that befell her. She limped slightly from the harsh cramp in her right leg, dragging it along side her in pain, and her left hand was firmly pressed against her stomach, with her own blood spilling down and over the backside of her hand from moving around with the wound so much.
Frighten tears streamed down her white cheeks, dripping at the corners of her lips as she moaned with each step in anguish.
Finally, a second of hope came to her as the faint sounds of car engines passed her ears from her left. Katrina's expression swiftly flipped around as her eyes brighten and a small smile began to curl on her pink lips. Limping over, she quicken her pace as a small glimpse of car lights came into her view as well as a street post nearby that lit up the area brightly.
"Katrina, come play with me.." The same voice beckoned followed by a hollow devious laughter. Ignoring the plea, Katrina pushed herself further on, only being a couple feet from her destination now.
Feeling confident now, she relieved her right hand from the branches and clasped it over her left to help to stop her bleeding as she began to apply more pressure against her open wounds. Yielding now, Katrina passed the last hideous tree that she felt she needed to get from and stopped onto solid black pavement.
Glancing about, she realized that there were no cars approaching and soon began to feet dazed from her loss of blood. Falling back into the ground, the soft dewy grass cushioned her fall but her head smacked against the hollow metal post behind her, instantly giving her a splitting headache.
Katrina lay limp and nearly lifeless against the pole, her head swinging over to her shoulders like a loose rag doll's would if disturbed; her eyes as dim as a nearly burnt out bulb. With her vision becoming blurrier by the second, she gently closed her eyes to avoid a worse headache. Her head was still pounding but in the back of her mind she could still her the crunching of leaves and harsh breathing becoming louder by the moments as slow footsteps approached her calmly.
Katrina's mouth gaped open, her lips pale and caked with dry dark blood that still pushed itself down her face. Breaking her eyes into slits, she looked up dazed to make out a black shadow above her, as the footsteps ceased. It stood for but a moment and then slowly began to lift its right side out and up passed it chest.
Liquid dropped from the edge of its side and she could hardly make out what it was carrying until it fell into the glare of street light while casting a cold shadow over her body. It gleamed deadly silver, drunk with blood along its side and tip, curved at the point deviously.
Then, in pure swiftness, the demon shot itself forward, as fast as lightning to a gray metal rod. Katrina sat still, jolting slightly, as the hot blade touched the skin of her neck but was relieved of it in seconds, without a single mark left behind on her. Moments later, a smooth deep red ring began to form circularly around the center of her neck, starting from the sides and touching at the front and back.
Small streams of blood trickled from the ring as her head silently slipped off her shoulders and fell with a sickening thud into her lap, spilling over more blood onto her lifeless body from the cartridge wound.
Then demon raised its arm then in fury and plunged it fiercely into Katrina body again, carving out her stomach's interiors in anger, allowing them to spill over into the ground and onto her as well, staining the areas around her.
In a swift motion it then launched its other hand into her chest deeply and ripped back her still throbbing heart from its safe haven beneath her ribs. It then gripped it tightly, causing her heart to burst from the pressure and pour more blood around her and now itself, as it licked its lips in satisfactory at its victory and pulled her broken heart towards it to feed on its spoils.
Sucking deeply on the exposed organ, it drank the blood till the heart was nothing more then dust which it crushed in the palm of its black hand. The fiend groaned in splendor while it curled its lips into a small smirk as the hot liquid blood dripped from the edges of them carelessly.
At that moment, sparks of light quickly began to produce themselves through the wicked creature and it shrieked in pain as it disappeared quickly into the nearby shadows of the condemned trees and out of sight while a car began to approach the scene.
The music was blaring, shaking the vehicle slightly as they drove down the road in silence through the darkness. Their headlights illuminated the area around them but nothing really showed. A young woman dressed well it what seemed like a homecoming dress sat beside, hand in hand with her date that was well dressed as too.
They both smiled at each other, their eyes gleaming in happiness from the their formal night, and then the young girl turned her gaze away to look up ahead of them. A shiny substance caught her brilliant illuminated blue eyes and she squinted to try and understand what it was.
"Brian, what's that?" she softly asked as she pushed her light red hair back behind her ears gently.
"What's what? I don't see anything." He quickly replied as he started to squint now too.
"Pull over.." She commanded as she lifted her gaze a few feet across from the shiny substance, noticing there was a deep black shadow that stretched out in front of them, her voice was soft though, filled with concern.
Brian looked at her strangely as he started to slow a little, but still going straight down the side, not even trying to stop.
"What? Diana, there's nothing th-,"
"Pull over!" she demanded again as she went for the door handle, ready to leap out any second.
Fearing that Diana would hurt herself, Brian quickly pressed his right foot into the break pedal, causing his wheels to lock and skid slightly to the left.
Diana tightened her grip around the handle and pulled it back towards her to release the door from the frame. Sweeping her pale blue heels from the car, she touched them down against the cold black pavement, clicking with each step she took. Her eyes were blurry from trying to stare up at the lamppost but she could swear there was something there.
A deep creaking like a rusted iron chain on a swing set that gently was pushed by the tender winds to increase curiosity among many other species. Carefully, Diana started to move closer towards the deep shadow and Brian did the same, but focused clearer on the object.
"What is that?" she asked confusingly and as she finally got right beneath it several drops of a warm thick liquid fell onto her pale smooth face. She recoiled quickly in reaction from the swift drops and lifted her soft hand to retrieve them from her cheeks. The pellets of liquid felt as if they were scorching her perfected facial features and they seemed to burn her fingertips as she brushed them over the substance. It felt hot to the touch but she refused to wipe them from her hand as she rubbed her two fingers together to spread it around. Foul putrid air seemed to sweep around her nostrils, soaking up the smell quickly and she swiftly shot her other hand to her lips to cover her nose and mouth in disgust.
Looking to the ground she instantly noticed a puddle of pure wet deep red blood that continued to be added upon by more small drops that fell slowly after one another carefully. Her eyes instantly lit up when she began to examine the little lake closer and noticed a deep reflection of something swinging softly above them.
"Oh my god." Brian started, his mouth seeming to fall as his eyes grew as large as Diana's when he finally caught site of the object of their curiosity. Diana shook violently at the vicious site as she stumbled backwards into the car, gripping it with her free hand that carried the dead woman's blood that smeared against the vehicle. She turned around to hide from the site but she looked into the reflection and quickly screamed and clutched her eyes shut when she saw the vulgar hanging body clearer.
Blood seemed to pour around the exposed flesh, dripping mindlessly to the ground, the corpse's insides were tied around the iron pole, holding it up while the head laid slightly on the opened stomach, the neck lodged inside the center of the body. The eyes of the lifeless decapitated head were wide open, but rolled back inside the skull, exposing its whites.
Brian rushed to Diana's side, wrapping his arms around her neck in comfort as he buried his own head into her soft shiny hair to shield his vision from the hideous site. The creaking seemed to grow louder, as if something was pushing the body around playfully, back and forth. Brian forced himself to look up to see what was going on, shaking in fright at the thoughts of what he might discover. A substance seemed to shroud the body, spinning around it causing it to swing fierce fully as if it was trying to pull it down. The intestines didn't seem as if they could stand the restraint on the body's pull any longer as they started to stretch downwards. The substance shrieked violently in response to the swinging body, pulling it harder towards them, and suddenly the cord snapped and the body fell into the pavement with a sickening thud.
Swiftly, Brian pushed Diana over to the back of the car to avoid the blood that shot out in every direction as the corpse struck the ground. Still shaking, Brian pushed his vision towards the top of the lamppost again and noticed the black substance was gone.
A sudden rush of wind caught him by surprise behind and they both swiftly turned as the substance shot towards them, instantly swallowing their horrified screams both up into the darkness along with them.