Dark Entities by Dunwoody David

Author:Dunwoody, David [Dunwoody, David]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Dark Regions Press
Published: 2012-11-30T05:00:00+00:00

A Carrion To Wounded Souls

When a man’s identity is fractured, a dark carrion begins a lazy circle over the incomplete parts. Twilight Man had felt the encroaching presence of the winged thing, and he knew that his days were numbered unless he was made whole again.

Just what, exactly, cast that encroaching shadow was as much a mystery to Twilight Man as his former life. He knew intuitively that it had been a life of greed and folly; even now, the hunger gnawed at him. But it was the hunger that had placed him in such peril as he was.

Sunset on a Tuesday evening. Sycamore Park, a new subdivision on the fringes of suburban sprawl. Twilight Man was sitting in a blue pickup loaded to capacity with landscaping tools. It had been left here over the weekend in front of an unfinished house.

He’d been on the move for several months; it was July, and his last respite had been at the end of a bitter winter, when he broke into a condemned townhouse in the city.

February

At the time, it had not been long since the fracture, and he was still badly shaken, half-conscious as swollen hands tore at the boarded-up window. Inside the cold and grimy sanctuary, he immediately collapsed, pulling himself into a tight ball. Twilight Man scraped numbly at the dried blood on his hands; he almost didn’t remember its source, although The Act had only been an hour prior. Where he expected to find satisfaction on the filthy floor of this dead house there was only confusion and patches of memory. Several hours passed in a blur.

Then the police. He knew it was them as soon as the pounding on the door began. In his former life, they had not been a concern. But in his present state, he must have been laughably unorthodox, easy to track. Looking again at his blood-caked palms, he heard high-pitched screams in his memory, screams that had surely brought the police to the scene of The Act, and now to this empty townhouse.

The door was boarded up tight and it would take quite an effort to break through, but they didn’t want to chance using his entryway. Of course, there would still be a man waiting under the exposed window, gun trained on the void. So Twilight Man staggered on rubbery legs to the back of the house, where a large window at the end of the hall was poorly covered. Two kicks, two boards sailed out of sight. He heard the front door yielding under the police’s assault and threw his body against the rest of the barricade.

Late evening outside. Knees hit the snow and drove knives into his thighs. The slap of stinging cold. It was a narrow alleyway, open on both ends. The cops were all around the front now, pouring into the house---

“HOLD IT!!”

He stopped in mid-rise. Such a young voice. This was a rookie behind him, but inexperience was a door that swung both ways: Rookie hadn’t

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