Dourlock: A Horror Story by Chris Wojcik

Author:Chris Wojcik
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: 420, weed, werewolf, werewolves, demons, lovecraftian, shapeshifter, marijuana, cannabis, lovecraft

Zahara’s parents refused to let me sleep in the same room with her because we weren’t married. I was too exhausted and shell-shocked to put up a fight. Her father pointed to a rug on the floor, and that was where I slept. Zahara lent me one of her pillows, much to the dismay of her father, but I had no blanket. As the night droned on the temperature in the house dropped, and I was unable to sleep.

At one in the morning I gave up trying. I entered the kitchen, flipped on the light over the stove, and began brewing some coffee. I heard a door creak open in the depths of the house, and felt the vibrations of someone moving down the long hallway toward the kitchen. The sputtering of the coffee maker must have woken them. Zahara’s father emerged from the hallway and stood at the entrance to the kitchen with his hands on his hips. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and a thick bathrobe. The flap in the boxers was wide open, and his junk was on the verge of spilling out.

“The hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked in a strained whisper.

“Makin’ some coffee,” I said.

“Shhhh!”

The coffee finished up and I went for the cupboard to grab a mug. Mr. Bitar lunged, slapping my hand away. The cupboard door slammed shut.

“Don’t you dare,” he growled.

I backed off, and he went for the coffee. He grabbed the pot, dumped it all down the sink, and glared at me as he jammed it back in the coffee maker.

“Get out,” he said.

“What?”

He got up real close to me. Nose to nose. I could smell his sour breath.

“Get out of my house!”

I blinked, took a step back, made sure I had my keys in my pocket, and left. I slammed the door on my way out, and the entire house trembled. I got into my car and watched as lights turned on inside the house and a flurry of activity commenced. I thought about waiting around for Zahara to run out and check on me. She’d leave me to sleep in the car anyway. I was tired. I just wanted to curl up in my bed at home and go to sleep. So I popped the key in the ignition, fired the car up, and drove away.

Dourlock is dark at night. Like, really dark. It’s a town without street lights of any kind. So when the sun goes down, it’s pitch black outside. The moon provided a decent glow that night. It was full, or close to it. I drove through the dark streets and was parked outside my house in minutes. Not a single light had been left on, and now the small, two story home towered over me like a foreboding monolith. Pepper’s body was still lying somewhere in the backyard. I’d have to deal with it tomorrow. Bury the poor guy. Utter misery swept over me like a sudden chill, and I covered my face and wept.

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