Land Shark by Alex Gonzalez

Land Shark by Alex Gonzalez

Author:Alex Gonzalez
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Shark, Monster, Eldritch, Gore, Horror, Land Shark
Publisher: Madness Heart Press
Published: 2019-11-26T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 1

THE ISLAND WAS QUIET, but a subtle unspoken fear pervaded the normal sea air. It smelled dangerous and people looked over their shoulders more often. The small community was shaken. Attendance to the beaches slowed down. People drove across the large bridge back to the mainland and stayed with family or friends. Little kids were no longer allowed to play by themselves and Chief Eugene, not entirely knowing what else to do, had his men segment off the shore and patrol it. It was too large to get done without taking all of his men off of the streets and so community members started helping out. An older man, a butcher named Eric Warners owned a small motorboat and he offered to take on a section or two. And following his example, others volunteered as well. Chief Eugene made clear that he didn’t know exactly what to look for but everyone was shaken enough to know better than to press for specifics.

Newspapers got their hands on the stories and soon headlines like “Vanishings at Marisol Island” appeared and “Invisible Sharks” on the more volatile tabloids. Journalists from Florida’s mainland came down and Chief Eugene wished he had information to give them. He felt embarrassed repeating the same “shark attack” reason over and over again. He hated getting the follow-up questions that he did not know the answers to. What type of shark? I don’t know. More than one shark? Seemed like it. Where are the bodies? Couldn’t say. What happened to Wesley Batter III? Where did he go? Why didn’t you follow up on your missing persons? And through all of it Chief eventually closed the case to the press. He felt inadequate and he started spending his days smoking cigarettes in his office.

Sometimes he dreams that he’s driving on the beach and he can see the boy’s mother standing on the shore, her hair wild in the wind like a sailor’s wife. The dream is real until it is not and the sky opens red and the vision of it all shakes and burns out like a film reel on the light’s heat.

A journalist from a small tabloid showed up at P.J.’s door. When P.J. heard the knock he was alone in the house. He tried to impress himself by getting up without wincing and swiftly getting to the door, but the pain proved too much and instead he hobbled slowly. Through the peephole he saw the man. He was thin and tall. He had dark black hair that he kept short and well combed and he wore pastel blue shorts, boat shoes, and a pink polo. P.J. opened the door.

“Hello?”

“Hey,” the man said. He offered a smile and spoke with a different, more casual air. He looked at P.J. as if he knew him or was trying to place his face among a description. “My name is Max Gear. I knew Haley and Wes.”

P.J.’s stomach dropped. For some reason he couldn’t define he felt responsible, like he was in trouble.



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