Erin Samiloglu Horror Collection by Erin Samiloglu

Author:Erin Samiloglu
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Medallion Media Group
Published: 2012-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

SIREN’S CALL

PROLOGUE

IT WAS ALWAYS QUIET WHEN Joe wasn’t there, but there was a deadness to the quiet today. Seventeen-year-old Sirena stood in the entrance holding the door to the trailer open behind her. He was often gone when she got home from Jefferson High she reassured herself, but she knew today was different. She sensed it this morning in his attitude and his blank face. In the fact that he didn’t get angry when she took too long in the bathroom. He wasn’t going to have to put up with her tardiness for much longer.

When her eyes had adjusted from the bright Florida sunlight, she walked into the hot, musty room. The door slammed with a tinny echo. Joe didn’t like having the windows open; it brought in too much noise. Sirena slipped the straps of the backpack down her sleeveless arms and dropped the pack on the card table so that she could unzip it. Her long fingers immediately found the small plastic-wrapped body. A ragged fingernail split the bag open, giving her access to the hollowed out shell. Earlier in the day she had sliced the trunk open. The heart had still been beating, pulsing, with a liquid shine that felt smooth and wet. Quickly she had gutted the body, the idea that it could awaken frightening her. She had snipped the artery to the heart first then removed the other organs. The stomach had held an intact beetle-like insect which had recently been ingested.

Sirena squatted down on her long, tanned legs to dig out an old coffee can from under the sink. Once the can was nearly full with a mixture of water and bleach, she turned on one of the two burners and placed the can over the flame, adding to the heat in the small trailer.

Picking up the empty hulk, she used tweezers to flay more of the skin from the skeleton. At the sound of boiling water, she dropped the tweezers into the sink and gently placed the frog’s skeleton into the water. Not much meat was left on the bones, but she needed to loosen the remnants. She pushed a strand of dishwater blonde hair out of her eyes. After lowering the flame, she leaned against the sink and watched the liquid do its job. It was important to remove the carcass before the connecting ligaments broke down. Mr. Meyer’s assignment called for displaying and labeling an intact skeleton of a frog.

At the precise moment of readiness, she used an old pair of ice cube tongs to lift the skeleton out of the can. While switching off the gas, Sirena lowered the skeleton onto the paper towels already in the sink. Once the frog was stripped clean, revealing a white, smooth skeleton, she ceremoniously laid out what was left of her experimental frog inside a makeshift coffin—a cookie box.

Should I say a prayer? she wondered, but there were none that she could remember. Instead, she apologized to the dead creature and tucked the flap into the cookie box.

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