Dark Assembly by ARON BEAUREGARD

Dark Assembly by ARON BEAUREGARD

Author:ARON BEAUREGARD [BEAUREGARD, ARON]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
ISBN: 9798652605230
Google: 5xqVzQEACAAJ
Amazon: B089ZZ53SK
Goodreads: 53950037
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2020-06-10T00:00:00+00:00


After about an hour or so, the radio station turned static, I could tell we’d traveled far as the crackle invaded the Cutlass. It had Nine tinkering with the station, but after a few minutes, he couldn’t seem to find what he wanted and just shut it off instead. I hadn’t really been paying attention to street signs or where we’d been heading, I was more so just thinking about my family and friends. Trying to accept that I was gone now. I still had Nine but he knew as well as I did that we were anything but ourselves.

The area we’d reached was a dusty, dry kind of desert-scape. The nightfall modified what the feel of its daytime appearance would have outpoured. I parked near a large, lightless circular pipe that stood about ten feet high. The protective grid that restricted outsiders from entry was damaged. Not that I suspected there was some cult-like assemblage of outcasts trying to knock the fuckin’ doors off the place; it was a sewer, not a titty bar. Although, somehow, we were there…

We trudged onward, through the foamy liquid that looked highly toxic in appearance, bleeding and possessed. The nothingness hanging in front of us, the foulest aromas squatting in the stagnant air. We’d walked for such a distance that my calves almost hurt as much as my asshole, until we saw the light. Peachy and angelic, it cast itself around the corner only a few yards away.

Our true reactions to whatever lay beyond the bend would be suffocated by the ills that polluted us but there wasn’t a whole lot left to astonish us. Perception had already been altered in a way that was undoubtedly irreversible. Our enlightenment was the breed man strove for. But once attained, it became the variety he hid from in the closet, praying for it to somehow be undone.

As the curtain came back, we were one with the source. What was revealed to us was something that many people had seen before but it wasn’t so much if you had seen it as it was how you had seen it. A god to some, a devil to the rest but it was indisputably the inclusion of all.

It was the definitive intersectionality of everything we knew and everything we didn’t. A crippling sickness swept over us as the worms within rattled with eagerness and obedience. It was like they were seeing the creator who held a beauty that trumped all else. They existed to be submissive, they existed to do its bidding.



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