Shadowshift by Peter Giglio

Author:Peter Giglio
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Occult, Horror, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: DarkFuse
Published: 2015-06-16T22:00:00+00:00

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When Chet returned to the theater, he leaned back in the red velvet seat and studied his daughter on the large screen. He’d never expected his grace to become her inheritance. But now, knowing he wasn’t alone, he was excited by the implications of her extraordinary influence. He could merely shift and slip beneath doors; she could likely disable alarms and open doors with her mind. He would now have an ally. Better, an ally bound by blood.

Everything changed when she slid something over his window to the world and disappeared. The theater went dark, and Chet felt hope wither.

Hannah’s voice boomed from all corners of the theater: “Stay!”

With the temperature plummeting, Chet’s eyes darted, but the pitch-black conditions made it impossible for him to see anything. When he tried to rise, he couldn’t, as if he’d been fused to the seat.

This continued for what seemed a long time—the theater growing colder, the darkness turning darker. Eerie silence fell over everything. Chet opened his mouth and screamed, but no sound registered.

Just when Chet felt certain his existence—or lack thereof—would remain this way forever, a spark ignited beside him. The tip of a cigarette plunked into a newborn flame, then glowed orange as ghostly smoke swirled upward. The billowy plumes formed an azure halo of dim light around the man who sat next to Chet. Although the man looked very familiar, Chet couldn’t place him.

“Hello, son,” said the man. “It’s been a long time.”

“Who…who are you?”

“Oh, Chet, you were always such a forgetful boy. Don’t you recognize your own father?”

“No. Ray Mitchell was my father.”

The man laughed, then poked Chet’s head with his finger. “Earth to Major Tom,” he shouted. “You’re pretty fucked up in there, Major Tom.” His laughing intensified.

“Stop fucking with me,” Chet growled. “If you’re going to kill me, do it. Get it over with.”

“No, no,” said the man. “I have something much better in store for you. I’m going to make you remember.”

“I hate remembering.”

“Yeah, most kids hate shit they suck at.”

“Who the hell do you think you are?”

“Like I told you, Chet, I’m your father.” The man sucked deeply from his cigarette; when he exhaled, the resulting smoke expanded impossibly far, washing the theater in ghost light. The man stood and spun in circles, gesturing to the seats around him like a showman, then said, “Welcome to the Theater of the Lost.”

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