Dark Tales for Dark Nights by Angella Jacob & Pierre C. Arseneault

Author:Angella Jacob & Pierre C. Arseneault [Jacob, Angella & Arseneault, Pierre C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781932926217
Amazon: 1932926216
Goodreads: 17387376
Publisher: Shadow Dragon Press
Published: 2013-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

MAYHEM AT THE HENDERSONS

The morning dew wept, sliding down the grass blades as the rising sun crept upwards over the field at the Henderson’s place. The spring sunrise showered the new day with its prospects and promises of renewed bounty at the farm.

From outside the old barn, the sunlight inched upwards, creating a golden facade which contrasted well with the red exterior. From inside the barn, however, the sun’s rays also brought about a disturbing clarity to the bloody crimson covering the dirt floor. The rays peered through the thin slits of the wooden walls, and cast down a plentiful row of brightness upon the bloodied boots of the man.

Cowering in the far corner of the barn, Alice tried to hide behind some old machinery, her head dizzy with the events that had unfolded before her eyes. The sadistic man had held them all captive in the old barn for two days, and had just now started to kill them off, one by one. Their attempts to escape the night before had failed. The door would not open and they were trapped inside the decrepit barn overnight.

The man had come back just before the sun started to rise. Careful not to rouse them, he’d entered in the still dark space where he’d kept them. Alice wanted to erase the visions that were now ingrained in her mind, but the horror of what she had witnessed would not leave her. The man first attacked her good friend Wendy. She hadn’t had a chance to cry out as he had brought down his axe upon her, the blood running down the handle and onto his boots.

Then her friend Janet had been next. Her screams carried the fear and the anguish of what they had all felt. She had struggled against the powerful grip of the man’s large hands. She had tried to escape him, but her struggles had been pointless. His axe carried her death on the sharp blade, her soul disappearing into his wild and hungry eyes. Those eyes had seemed hungry for their blood and held reflections of his sick, demented mind.

Alice felt fear, but mostly she felt saddened knowing that the end was drawing near for her own soul. As he brought down the axe for a moment, it thumped against his boot, a sickening and morbid reminder of the power it held over them all. His eyes peered at Alice, still in the corner, trying to avoid being seen by the monstrous man.

He walked over to where she crouched, close to the dirt, her eyes avoiding his own. He grabbed her neck with one massive hand, and pulled her towards the middle of the barn, where death waited with a mocking grin. She clawed at his arms, and tried to bite the hand that held her down. For a brief moment she managed to squirm away, but when he took hold of her once more, she knew the end was drawing near. He held her head with his foot now, his dirty boot pressing down on her hard.

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