AngelFire by Luke Valen

Author:Luke Valen [Valen, Luke]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781732736603
Published: 2018-10-17T23:00:00+00:00

Hidden in the woods, watching as she altered routes, Kip stood in the shadows.

Abigail could feel the eyes burning a hole in the back of her head. She whipped around in a circle, seeking the energy.

“Hello? Daddy?” Abigail shouted.

Nothing.

She continued forward, back on the path to Dean’s.

The eyes appeared once again, finding their target, following her every move. As she passed under each lamppost, her golden-blonde hair shone brightly as if lit for the stage by spotlight. Not far behind was the dark shadow creeping around the beams of light.

The church in sight, Abigail drew near and could see a light on inside the wooden enclosure.

Buzz. Buzz.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She stopped under the lamppost just outside the church to check it. The message from Cherry read: Where are you?

She started responding: Be right there I had to stop for—

Before she could finish the text message, she saw it. The reflection in her phone showed a man standing behind her.

Abigail screamed. “Ah! Get back!”

—§—

“Did you hear that?” I asked. A scream had come from outside the doors. “That sounded like Abigail.”

The three us looked at each other and ran for the door, me outpacing the others in only a few strides.

—§—

“Abigail, don’t be afraid. It’s me, Uncle Flint,” the tall man said.

The man came into her view under the lamppost from out of the shadows. He was a tall, gangly man and pale as could be. “Don’t you remember me? I’ve known you since you were a little girl.”

Abigail shook her head no and trembled as she stood frozen in fear. She must have heard the door of the church slam open. She turned to look and then back to the man.

He took a step closer. The man continued as he approached Abigail. His black-and-white suit began to stretch at the seams. His arms and legs seemed to grow in length. His six-foot stature increasing in height. “You need to stop what you are doing. Your father cannot have you interfering with his work.”

“I don’t know who you are—please just stay away from me,” she said, taking a slow step backward and tripping on a crack in the road. She stumbled onto her butt.

—§—

“ABIGAIL!” I shouted from the doorstep, spotting her red jacket under the lamp and a man quickly approaching.

“Dean, you aren’t ready.” Uncle Homer came from behind me, grabbing at my arm. “I will call for help. Stay here.” I couldn’t wait. I couldn’t stand by, idly watching the girl my heart beat for tremble in fear. I looked at Uncle, still holding my arm, and gently pulled my hand from his grip. “Dean,” he whispered faintly, eyes closing.

I turned to Abigail and ran. Uncle’s eyes had looked so scared. I had never seen his eyes like that before, full of fear.

“Please just stay away,” Abigail said fearfully, crawling backward while keeping the man in sight. As she did, her birthmark began to flicker a white glow.

“You must not interfere. You don’t know who you are dealing with.

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