69_A Short Novel of Cosmic Horror by Tim Meyer

Author:Tim Meyer [Meyer, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evil Epoch Press
Published: 2019-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

14

“She's not going to help us,” Barnes said, smoking, taking long drags from his borrowed cigarette. “We're on our own.”

“It's almost better that way,” Amanda said, gazing at the entrance into the woods, the narrow path that hardly looked like one unless you were right next to it. She knew her mind had been altered by her experience inside the woods, but she thought she heard someone whispering in her ear. Someone calling to her from a distance. She did her best to block out the faint white noise, the constant chatter of some unknown identity. “We wouldn't want anyone else ending up like Cunningham, would we?”

“That bitch maybe,” Barnes said, smiling behind a thin veil of smoke, jerking his thumb toward Kim's office.

She was jealous that Barnes had gotten to call her a “cunt” before she could. Still, it had been satisfying all the same. Amanda couldn't help but smirk when she recalled the woman's reaction, how she jumped in her seat. “In all seriousness, I think it's better if we go it alone. I think... I get the sense that's what it wants. I mean, no one else can see what's written on the paper except for us.”

“Unless they're lying,” Phelps added.

“Right. There's that.”

“Can we talk about it for a moment?” Phelps's cigarette dangled from the corner of her mouth, plumes of smoke shrouding the air in front of her. “What do you guys think it is?”

Barnes shook his head. “I have no idea. But did you feel weird when we got close to it? There was this sense... this presence.”

“I felt it, too,” Amanda said, her mouth going dry the second she thought about that moment, the confrontation in the field. Standing before the thing as it poorly imitated her grandfather, the way her skin rippled with gooseflesh. “It was like, whatever it was, had gotten inside my brain. I could feel it rooting around in there. Probing. Digging up the past as if it were literally something buried in a field. Digging deep. Unearthing all these things. Drawing it out of the darkness.”

Barnes nodded. “Yep. Pretty much how I felt. Like it had violated my memories, accessed my brain and turned my thoughts into its weapon. And you know what? It fucking worked.” He shivered despite the warm conditions, the summery way the sun touched their skin.

Phelps also caught a case of the chills. “It's fucking evil, whatever it is.”

Amanda couldn't disagree. She'd felt the thing from the field inside her, rummaging around her memories, consuming them like... like...

The idea hit her, fast and suddenly, and when the notion fully formed, she almost screamed.

“Guys,” she said, turning toward the door. “What if it's, whatever it is, let's just call it The Field—what if The Field is inside the sixty-niners?”

“How do you mean?” Barnes asked, casting his cigarette into the parking lot. “Inside them how?”

Amanda faced Spring Lakes’ entrance, staring down the empty hall. “What if it's using them for something. Like, feeding off their minds. Drawing things from us.

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