Crack by D E McCluskey

Author:D E McCluskey [McCluskey, D E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
Published: 2018-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

50.

CRACK!!!

Joe pulled the covers away from his head. Although his eyes were wide open they still needed to get used to the darkness of the room as he searched for the source of the sound. There was nothing there, but then he knew that already. He checked Karen’s side of the bed and noticed that she wasn’t there either. With blurry eyes, he regarded the clock.

A quarter to eleven pm.

‘Shit!’ Instantly full awake, he fumbled his way out of the bed and switched on the light. Panic built inside him. He was late for work.

‘Karen,’ he half whispered, half shouted, there was no answer. He dived into the wardrobe and dragged out one of his uniforms. He stumbled on one leg a couple of times as he struggled into the trousers.

‘Karen!’ he shouted again.

There was still no answer.

He opened the bedroom door and noticed the flickering lights as the TV downstairs in the living room was casting shadows on the walls. He leaned over the landing banister and looked down. He couldn’t hear any noises, so assumed that the TV must either be on mute, or the volume was turned right down. But he could hear movement. Someone was down there. ‘Karen,’ he shouted again, but, annoyingly, there was still no reply.

He made his way down the stairs, following the lights from the TV streaming through the living room door. As he got closer he could hear muted sounds from the TV after all. It sounded like that same stupid game show. Jesus, is there a time through the day when that show ISN’T on? He had an assumption of what he’d see when he entered the living room. Karen, sat curled up on the couch, eating a bowl of crisps, drinking hot chocolate, wrapped up in her housecoat watching the garbage that spewed from the TV screen at this time of night.

‘Karen… are you there?’ he shouted, gripping the knob at the bottom of the banister tight. His mood was turning into thunder, not only was he late, but he was growing angry too.

‘Karen, why the fuck didn’t you get me up, I’m l…’ He stopped short, not able to finish his rant. His mouth dropped open in shock. He had never, in one million years, expected to see what he was seeing now in his living room.

As he entered the room, he reeled in shock. Karen was bent over the back of the couch. She was looking at him and, in between pulling theatrical facial exertions, she was grinning.

A fat man was gyrating behind her. He was also naked.

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