666 by Whateley Michael

Author:Whateley, Michael
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: short stories, horror
Published: 2016-10-03T04:00:00+00:00

The End.

Subterranean

“It’s getting dark, Simon,” Jayne said.

“I know, it’s not much further. This is the last hill. Promise.”

“I thought the last hill was the last one.”

Simon turned and winked at her. He was having too much fun to stop now. He loved camping, and he loved hiking. He breathed in deeply, enjoying the smell of the heather. The hills around Castleton were some of the most picturesque in England. He had walked here at least once a month with his dad, in his younger days. Now, he wanted to share that experience with Jayne. He looked at her again. Face set, striding purposefully. He would share it with her, even if she didn’t appreciate it.

“Where’s the campsite? Can’t see anywhere you could put one.” Jayne said.

“It’s not a campsite as such.”

Jayne stopped and sat. ‘What do you mean? I’m not going another step till you tell me.’

“Well. It’s a site, and I camp there. But it’s not a camp site.”

“You mean we’re walking all this way, then just camping under a tree? I thought that was illegal?”

“It’s just some silly law the Victorians made up to stop the plebs plotting.” Simon laughed. “No one takes it seriously. But that’s why we’re putting the tent up in the dark, and taking it down before the sun gets up too high. No one takes it seriously, but there’s no point taking the mick. Come on. Up you get.”

Jayne stood, pulling a face at Simon. She loved him, but at times like this, she wasn’t sure if she loved him enough. He was having a good time. She rarely saw him this animated and happy. She wished she could feel like that. But nothing would make her happier than being curled up on the settee at home, with a good book.

“You’re smiling. I knew you’d get it eventually.”

She stuck her tongue out. ‘I wasn’t smiling about this, I was imagining life without you.’

“Harsh. Very harsh.” Simon laughed.

He turned to walk on. His leg kept going down, not making contact with the ground. He looked down, panic rising. There was no floor, just blackness. He waved his arms, trying to regain balance. Then the world turned upside down as he fell, hitting his head against a rock as he did.

Jayne stopped. Simon had gone, swallowed up by the darkness. She walked forward looking down.

“Simon!”

There was a hole in the ground, about two feet across. She lay down and crawled forward till she could see down. It was too dark, she could only see three foot.

“Simon, are you all right.”

There was a groan, then a weak voice replied. “Bloody hell. I’m all right, hit my head, but I’m ok. Have you got a torch?”

“In the car. Sorry, didn’t think.”

“I think there’s something down here. I can hear something.”

“It’s probably rats, Simon. Can you climb out?” She waited. “Simon?” She could hear the noise now. Like scraping. It reminded her of her childhood. Walking along dragging her feet, her parents telling her to pick them up.

There was a shout, a scream, and always the scraping.

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