Nathrotep by William H. Nelson

Author:William H. Nelson [Nelson, William H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Infinite Worlds Publishing
Published: 2021-07-07T20:00:00+00:00

13

It was around six p.m. by the time Williams pulled up to the graveyard and the clouds had long since turned the sky an unpleasant grayish-black color, roiling and churning with the threat of imminent rain. And with the uneven grave markers lurking beyond the crumbling, vine-encrusted walls, the house itself had taken on an added air of foreboding, crouching in the semi-darkness like a predatory animal tensing for the kill. Scanning the unwelcoming landscape, Williams swore in a soft undertone, wishing they hadn’t taken so long to get the supplies. With his resolve quaking, he glanced at Terry to see how she was holding up.

She turned and regarded him steadily, her lips set in a thin, determined line. Then, holding his eyes with her own, she lifted the .44 auto mag and clicked off the safety. There was no turning back now; they were going into that house and they weren’t coming out again until they found some answers.

The wind howled and moaned around them as they got out of the car, tearing at them with elemental claws and chilling them with more than just a drop in temperature. Together, they fought their way to the trunk, popped it open, then they lifted out their packs. Terry paused long enough to dig out the large, tactical flashlight that they’d duct-taped onto Jarrod’s moldering wand. She studied it with lips curled in involuntary disgust, then, glancing over, raised a questioning eyebrow. Shrugging with feigned indifference, he shouldered his pack, then grabbed the shotgun and pumped a cartridge into the chamber. Taking that as a sign of readiness, Terry flashed the light ahead of them and led the way through one of the gaps in the wall, moving into the outer rows of overgrown headstones.

Following after, Williams glanced up at the abandoned structure. He imagined he could see an aura about it, a nimbus that surrounded the ancient dwelling with an almost imperceptible air of menace. He winced as he stared at it. It was a veritable monolithic presence, jutting up from the ground with its archaic ramparts reaching to the sky in timeless ferocity. Clenching the shotgun tightly, he scanned the area as they moved across the field of ancient death. He could sense the presence of something watching them from the deep, enveloping shadows, something that seemed to surround them on all sides with a supernatural awareness. Swallowing hard, he drew courage from their strength of arms, their unwavering resolve, and the confidence that comes with a sureness of purpose.

Above them, the violence of the building storm writhed and, as if summoned by his fearful glance, lightning flashed lengthwise across the heavens, striking somewhere far off in the distance. As he counted under his breath, thunder snarled, causing Terry to peer back at him with a face gone ashen in the twilight. He could tell that she was catching the same vibrations of otherworldly influences that he was. The image of the house, briefly illuminated by the flash of

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