The Whispers: A Supernatural Apocalypse Novel by Maxwell Flint

Author:Maxwell, Flint [Maxwell, Flint]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Horror
Publisher: Dark Void Press
Published: 2021-08-06T04:00:00+00:00

A light had blinked on in front of us, just a circle of white. I managed to get through the parking lot before I ran into the person carrying it. The haze had dissipated slightly, but the rain was still on the uptick, creating a veil that helped blot out mostly everything.

The light had seemed far away to me, but when I hit the source, I realized the dark had a way of playing tricks on your mind.

Regardless, I screamed and almost dropped Ruby. Thankfully, the person I’d bumped into also screamed, and I recognized that scream instantly.

It was Tommy.

“Tommy? Oh, thank God!” I said. “But what the hell are you doing out here?”

I guess that was kind of a stupid question. I wasn’t thinking straight, though.

“Looking for your dumb ass!” He shined the light in my face, and I squinted at the brightness, feeling like some translucent fish from the depths of the ocean where the sun never reaches. It was like I’d almost forgotten what light was.

Like any sane person, I was glad. In a way, it seemed like a form of protection. You might think that’s a silly idea meant for children, that light keeps the monsters at bay. I’ll admit, at one point in my life, I did too. I still remember all the times Clem had woken me in the dead of night, claiming there was a monster in her closet or under her bed, back when she was just two or three, and I remember shaking my head, smiling a little, because it was cute and I got to be the big tough dad who checked all the usual hiding spots, knowing there were no such things as monsters. I would tell her this, and that she had just had a bad dream, and that it was her mind playing tricks on her, and all the usual things, and it would seem to calm her down. Until the next night, when I’d get a text or a call from Julia, who’d curse me out for putting the idea of monsters in Clem’s head.

See, we grow up. We get lost in the maze of adulthood, the rat race, the social pecking order, the relationships, the jobs, the money, the bills—and we forget what it was like in the dark when we were little kids. How every creak you heard wasn’t the house settling but a hideous beast creeping toward your cracked-open door. How every scrape on the window outside wasn’t a tree branch swaying in the wind, but the claw of some starving vampire with fresh blood dripping from its fangs. How the shadowy lump on your nightstand wasn’t the folded clothes your mom forgot to put away, but a goblin from the depths of hell, waiting for the right moment to pounce on you.

But after having seen what I had seen in the clearing in the park, having glimpsed the monster that awaited within the darkness, I knew the truth.

Monsters are real.

Tommy lowered the flashlight, and his lips drew back in a grimace.

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