Slayer: A Horror Novel (Carver Book 3) by Flint Maxwell

Slayer: A Horror Novel (Carver Book 3) by Flint Maxwell

Author:Flint Maxwell [Maxwell, Flint]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Void Press
Published: 2023-12-18T16:00:00+00:00


Feeling crazy anxiety, I found myself at the library during some downtime after class. The place was too quiet for me. So quiet I couldn’t think. The way my brain worked, I needed a little distraction. Music or a conversation nearby. It was like an escape route of sorts. If I knew I had something to switch my focus on, it made the task at hand a lot easier.

Think of it like being in a room with no doors and no windows. Someone has basically built this room around you. The walls will start to close in. The temperature will increase. You’ll sweat, panic. Whatever task you’re supposed to do in this strange room will never be done. Now think about if you could open the window, let a nice breeze in. That would make things a little less anxious. For me. That’s what music or conversation was.

In reality, I probably just suffered from a touch of ADD.

I kept thinking about how my assignment would have to be completed as a trio. Any sane person probably would’ve been fine with that. The more, the merrier, right? Unfortunately, I wasn’t a normal person. I was thinking about how having teammates meant potentially letting them down, not carrying my weight, getting us all failing grades—or worse, killed.

When you’re solo, you don’t have anyone to disappoint but yourself. You can fuck up and know it was you and deal with it accordingly. With a partner or a group, you had them to answer to.

Because the library was so quiet, I got up from the table I was sitting at in the corner and took a walk toward the other side. I sat near a selection of books on something called THE MONSTER GAMES, which piqued my curiosity, but I bit down the urge to grab one of the large tomes and start flipping through it. Instead, I paged through my textbook.

There were no pictures. No interesting tidbits in the margins. It was as bland and as dry as it could possibly be. I started reading the first chapter. It was called “Identifying Threats,” and I got about two paragraphs deep before I heard someone’s footsteps coming through the shelves.

I looked up and there was Annette. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a flowery blouse. Her hair was still buzzed to her scalp. Scooter had kept up on all of our cuts over the weeks—weirdly, the guy really loved to buzz hair. She was wearing big horn-rimmed glasses I had never seen her in before. When she saw me, she quickly recalculated her route, headed toward where I had just come from, and went into an empty study room adjacent to the long rows of books.

I didn’t like that. It felt like we had gotten off on the wrong foot ever since Zeke and I first met her in Columbus.

I had to talk to her. Clear the air.

I positioned myself to where I could see her out of the corner of my eye, and did some studying (but not really).



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