Lovecraft Ezine Mega-Issue 4 Rev1 by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: story, short, ezine, author, science, horror, writer, cthulu, literary, artwork, art, fiction, lovecraft
Publisher: Lovecraft eZine Press
Published: 2015-07-29T16:00:00+00:00

Marion made my favorite that night – meatloaf with mashed potatoes and peas – while Junior played with his new Lego set and I pretended to watch “American Bandstand”.

Jerry Lee Lewis was on, and normally I would have enjoyed his performance, but tonight my eyes kept drifting to the view outside the window, the deafening solitude of the desert and the boundless sky. There was something immensely sad about the way the sand drifted in the wind.

When we first came to Remand, the small desert town established by the military to house their employees and their families, we had all been impressed by the violent thunderstorms that sometimes rolled over the desert, the opulent, boiling clouds and the lightning that cracked the sky like a giant eggshell.

I remembered standing close together with Marion and Junior, looking out at the spectacle and counting the seconds between lightning and rumble, while the rain tapped on the roof above our heads.

There was no thunder tonight, the sky was a languid gray tinted-with-gold after swallowing up the sun. It was an altogether pleasant evening in Remand, yet I could hardly hear Dick Clarke speaking from the television set, for tonight the noise of rolling thunder was inside my head.

The more I turned the memory of what had happened that morning in the laboratory in my head – and I could not put it aside – the less I was able to make it fit in anywhere. It was a puzzle piece that didn’t belong in the big picture.

I considered calling Lissner. Somehow it worried me that I hadn’t heard anything from him. Perhaps I even hoped he would be able to convince me it had all been a hallucination, a result of hitting my head against the wall. In some weird way it felt like the two of us had done something wicked and had scurried away from it, ashamed to look at each other again.

“Dinner’s ready,” Marion called cheerfully and tore me from my inertia.

As I sat down at the dinner table and looked at the steaming pile of mashed potatoes, the roasted bacon crowning the meatloaf, and the familiar pitcher of lemonade next to it, I felt scared out of my wits.

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