Blackened by Erik Henry Vick

Blackened by Erik Henry Vick

Author:Erik Henry Vick [Vick, Erik Henry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ratatoskr Publishing
Published: 2019-07-11T22:00:00+00:00


4

Shannon cowered in the darkness of the tumbledown wooden shack. The air in the shack tasted like rotten wood and damp earth. She pressed back into the corner farthest from the only door. There were no windows in the shack, so the only light was the moonlight that snuck through the cracks between the old planks that made up the walls.

That pig of a man, Red Bortha, had walked right up to Mike’s cruiser, bold as brass. Before Shannon had even considered hitting the power locks, he’d grabbed the door handle and yanked the door open. He hadn’t spoken a word to her—he’d just hooked her arm in his paw of a hand and jerked her right out of the car. He hadn’t said anything to her when he’d shoved her into his old pickup truck, nor when he’d plucked her out of it and pushed her into the shack.

She thought he was still outside—the pickup hadn’t started up—but he either moved like a mouse, or wasn’t moving around out there. She couldn’t even hear him breathing. It was as if he’d shoved her inside, closed the door, and disappeared into thin air. So far, she hadn’t been able to work up the courage to get up and check to see if Bortha had locked the door.

Despite what she’d told Mike, she could remember what happened to her when she was nine. At least the part about being left in the woods, and old Mr. Thorndike leading them to safety and then dying of a heart attack. She didn’t know why that made her think of Benny Cartwright. Was he there when Mr. Thorndike dropped me off at the Town Hall? His dad worked for the town, right?

That mess had been buried in the substrata of her mind for a long time, and she wanted it to stay there. Besides Mike and Jack, she didn’t waste time reminiscing about anyone from school. She liked Jack—as a friend—and Mike…well, Mike was Mike. None of the other kids in school had made enough of a dent in the cotton candy world she’d lived in after the kidnapping. She vaguely remembered a girl she used to play with before—

What the hell am I doing? Woolgathering like a drooling idiot! I’ve got to find a way out of here before Red rapes me. Or kills me.

Or both!

She pushed with her legs and slid up the wall, the rough wood burning across her shoulders. Her knees shook with fear as she pushed herself away from the wall. She took a baby step toward the door and then froze, listening for Red—for anything outside the door. The night seemed frozen. There was no wind sound, no animal sounds, no breathing, no explosions, no sirens wailing in the distance. Nothing. She crept across the small space and pressed her ear against the door. Cars passed on a road somewhere in the distance—too far to be of any use. She pressed her eye to one of the cracks between the planks of the door and peered into the night.



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