Day 12: Scary horror book (Kate & Scott, far future)
Respectfully dedicated to Stephen King and Salem's Lot. This is, hands down, still the most frightening book I've ever read - the first time I read it, it scared the crap out of me every time I opened it! It's been about twenty years since, but I still remember sitting on the old bike racks outside my school at lunch. It was about 30 degrees celcius outside, and I was shivering.
Scott reached out, and gently shook Kate's shoulder.
Her answering scream rocked the entire bar; good thing it was closed, or she might have started a riot.
"Jesus Christ Kate!" Scott nearly jumped five feet in the air – he missed being able to do that for real.
"What did you do that for?" Kate whisper-screamed at him.
"I was trying to ask you if you wanted another drink before we go home. Seth and Richie will be back soon," Scott replied breathlessly. "What's with trying to shatter the windows?"
Kate sighed, and held up her thick paperback.
Scott took one look at the cover and groaned. "Are you shitting me? You're the big bad culebras hunter, the most deadly gringa in Mexico – you helped defeat the frackin' Lords of the Night! There are still places in this country where you're rumoured to wear a necklace of culebras fangs that you ripped out with your bare hands before you killed them!"
Kate frowned. "That's one of the dumbest things I've ever heard. And that includes Richie's idea about Fort Knox and the water balloons."
Scott ignored her and continued, "And you scream over a vampire book? Are you kidding me?"
"It's Stephen King!" Kate hissed back. Her eyes dropped to the mahogany bar-top and she shrugged one shoulder. "And... well, I kind of thought that after all my hunting, it wouldn't scare me anymore, so I could just enjoy the thrills, y'know?"
"So much for that idea," Scott rolled his eyes.