October Memory by Rowan Aubert

Author:Rowan Aubert [Aubert, Rowan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Slasher, Demons, Mystery, killer, 1980s Horror, Paranormal, Terrifying
Publisher: Deroulement Books
Published: 2024-06-08T23:00:00+00:00

“What do you mean?” Susan could barely release a word from her mouth. The cold temperature was torturing her body, like a sharp stabbing pain.

“Our friends live in the walls. They are the ones who give us power and money. We give them our food.”

Susan was drowning in confusion. “I don’t understand.”

“That boy who was your friend, the friends are going to eat him too.”

Silence consumed the entire room. The cool air hurried into Susan’s mouth, which remained open to its maximum capacity. Her eyes were another story; they spun out of control, as did her thoughts.

“I’m confused,” she turned her head to face Stephen. He was just sitting on the ground, his legs now crossed like a kindergartener's, and the edges of his lips met his ears in an ugly smile. “What are these friends?”

“They’re from the other side.”

“Quit being poetic and answer the damn questions. Are they people? Why are they living in the damn walls?”

“We gave them permission to live here instead of hell. They are demons.”

“This is bullshit. You expect me to believe that there are demons in this house? The only demons that live here are you people.”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Believe what you want to. We are in America. Nothing is too far-fetched or crazy here.” Stephen could practically hear the sound of Susan’s heart beating. “Most of us are going to hell because of our sins. Why not make the most of our life and have a little fun before we die?”

“People have morals.”

“We don’t. Ma and Pa even shot my older brother dead.”

“Oh,” Susan could see the pain in Stephen’s eyes. They watered up before allowing a tear to leave his right eye. “Do you miss him?”

“Fuck yeah, I do. Every day. I’d trade places with him if I could.”

“Would you rather be with him or your mom and dad?”

“Him! No questions asked.”

Susan smiled.

She realized she shouldn’t press his buttons. They were silent for what felt like hours. Stephen’s face pointed directly to the floor, and his right index finger and thumb kept pinching his big toe. He reminded Joy of a child in kindergarten.

‘Uh,” she whispered, feeling the cold air gnawing at her, each icy breath stealing more of her warmth, pulling her closer to the brink of hypothermia. Her feet throbbed, swollen and numb, as the cold crept up the fabric of her pajamas, the icy fibers clinging like leeches to her already frigid skin. “Do you ha-have any... h... hobbies?”

“I li-like drawing. And I li-like reading.” His voice trembled, echoing in the oppressive silence.

‘Oh really? Me too. What-t-t do you like to read?” she forced herself to engage, her teeth chattering uncontrollably.

“My si-ister’s wri-iting. She-e’s re-eally talented.” His words came out in short, breathy spurts, barely audible over the howling wind outside.

“I bet. Can I read you, y-your fav-vorite story? Go and get it, and bring it here.” Her voice wavered, a mix of desperation and feigned warmth.

“Why?” He murmured softly, suspicion tinged with curiosity.

“It’s good to be nice, and I think you’ll enjoy it.

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