On the Moors by S. G. Grant

Author:S. G. Grant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror, moors, dartmoor, thriller
Publisher: S. G. Grant
Published: 2023-06-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

With a groan Edward's eyelids fluttered open. In an instant he shut them again, the dim light pressing in on him, his head pounding. He had no idea how he had got here, wherever here was. The last thing he remembered he had been running blindly across the pitch black moor. What had happened to the others? Were they still waiting by the car for him to come back or had they gone looking for him? He hoped they hadn't gone looking for him, he thought, remembering the huge creature that had pinned him to the ground in the puddle.

It was only as the memories of what had happened came back that he realised he was shivering uncontrollably. His clothes were icy cold, sticking to his skin. He had to find something warmer before he froze to death but that meant opening his eyes again.

Opening his eyes slowly his vision swam as his head throbbed painfully. Had he tripped and hit his head on something? When his vision had settled Edward looked around. He was in a dimly lit room that looked like it belonged to an old abandoned house. But it couldn't be abandoned, not if he was here. Someone else must be here if the lights had been left on. Sitting up he realised that whoever had brought him here had left him lying on a battered old wooden table. It looked as if it was as old as the house as he compared the wood to that of the walls that surrounded him.

Opposite where he sat he spotted a door that had been left ajar, a narrow strip of light from the room beyond falling on the dirty floor. For a second he considered calling out to whoever else was here but he stopped himself just as he opened his mouth. Something didn't feel right about this place, about anything that had happened tonight.

As quietly as he could, Edward shuffled to the edge of the table, swinging his legs over the side. Perhaps he could sneak out of here if he was quiet enough. Gently he lowered himself to the floor, the boards creaking slightly under the weight of his boots. Pausing, he listened, making sure that no one had heard him moving.

When he was satisfied he crossed the room carefully. He was just about to open the door when something glinting in the dim light caught his eye. Turning, Edward found himself faced with an entire wall of hand tools, a large collection of different saws taking pride of place hung on the wall. Perhaps he should take a weapon of some sort, he wondered. After all there was a good chance that the creature was still lurking outside on the moors, waiting for its unsuspecting victim. No, he would be ready for it this time.

Turning his back on the door, Edward crossed the room in a handful of quiet strides, examining the wall of tools. For a moment he considered them all, trying to think of everything he knew about the creature.

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