Ancient Enemy Box Set [Books 1-4] by Lukens Mark

Author:Lukens, Mark [Lukens, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Paranormal | Supernatural
Published: 2020-02-13T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 65

Joe rode his horse while Stella and Cole each drove a four-wheel all-terrain vehicle. David rode with Cole since Cole was much more experienced with the four-wheel ATV than Stella was. They had traveled in a pretty tight group from Joe’s property down into valleys and then up over the sandy hills, venturing deeper and deeper into the wastelands.

They had been traveling for almost an hour, when Stella brought her four-wheeler to a stop. She pulled her goggles up and stared at the horizon. Cole parked his four-wheeler right next to Stella. He looked at her, and then he looked to see what she was staring at.

Joe stopped his horse on the other side of Stella’s four-wheeler.

Stella stared at the black shapes on the horizon. The structures stood silhouetted on a flat expanse of land in the distance, with the line of mountains beyond them.

“That’s it?” Stella asked Joe without looking at him. “That’s the sacred place?”

Joe nodded and nudged his horse forward. Stella watched the old man for a moment as he rode away, then she pulled her goggles down over her eyes again and followed him.

*

Fifteen minutes later they pulled up to the structures and stopped their vehicles again. Joe pulled up slightly on the reigns of his horse. “Whoa,” he whispered, but his horse pranced around a little, jittery now that she was this close.

This was it? Stella thought. She looked at Joe. His horse still seemed to be agitated, seeming to sense the evil in the air all around them.

Joe looked back at her, reading her eyes. He nodded.

“I thought …” Stella said and looked back at the ghost town they were in front of. “I thought we were going to some kind of … of sacred place.”

“This is a sacred place,” Joe said.

“It’s a ghost town,” she said.

Joe nodded like that was obvious.

“This wasn’t built by the Anasazi or Navajo,” Stella said, her eyes still on the dusty street that split the town in half. There were dilapidated two and three story structures on both sides of the street, some so worn they looked ready to collapse. At the far end of the town, about five hundred yards away, was a white church.

Joe nodded again like her statement was obvious. “I know you might have thought we were going to an ancient city built by the Anasazi, but this is still a sacred site, I assure you.” His horse was still prancing around a little, eyes wild. “We need to go inside that church down there. There are a lot of preparations we need to make.”

The old man didn’t wait for them; he was already riding his horse down the middle of the road through the ghost town.

Cole nodded at Stella and then he put his ATV in gear. David held on to Cole, but he stared at Stella for a moment, almost like he was making sure she was going to follow them.

The wind had picked up suddenly. Sand swirled through the air, pelting her skin.

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