The Hidden Graveyard: A Suspenseful Short Story by Marc Layton

Author:Marc Layton [Layton, Marc]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-04T16:00:00+00:00

8

We piled into Meredith’s car and drove back to the station. It wasn’t long before we were all dead asleep, laying on spare blankets taken from the lost and found.

For a few hours, in my dreams, it felt like nothing had happened. Everything was okay, I was safe, Damian was safe. As I awoke, an empty feeling dropped in the pit of my stomach. Reality jolted me from my slumber. The truth was that I wanted to learn what had happened to my parents. I wanted to understand how to be rid of this demon couple that seemed to want our entire family dead now that we were hunting them down.

Awake before us, Damian brought me coffee. An unusual turn of events since I was usually the one up first in the real world.

“Have trouble sleeping?” I asked him.

“I think I got a few minutes in there.”

I turned his head up with my fingers to see if the marks had worsened, and they had. His neck sported large purple bruises on each side in the shape of fingers. I winced at the sight and removed my hand from his jaw.

“I’m so sorry we left you alone down there.”

He shrugged it off. “Glad I could take one for the team. It looks worse than it is.”

“Well, we should’ve been there sooner. Or done something differently. You could’ve died...”

"But, I didn't," he interjected, sitting.

"I know. It's a good thing you didn't because it's all hands on deck today. Shall we get to work? What do we do about sleeping beauty?"

I pointed over at a heavily breathing Meredith, rolled up in an oversized comforter. Her body was splayed out across the ground with her back to the floor.

“Eh, she’ll join us eventually. Let her sleep in a bit longer.”

“You’re just saying that because you like her,” I winked at him. He gave a knowing shrug as if to say, Can you blame me?

We began our work online, diving into forums. We came across many who talked about spirits as peaceful or harmless. Obviously not the ones we were working with. Most of them had techniques to talk ghosts through their pain, allowing them to move on—nothing on the evil spirits and how to rid the world of their terror.

As we continued to research, Meredith woke up to some hot coffee made by none other than Damian. She started to explore the family, and slowly but surely, she uncovered the whole story.

“Come read this.”

Damian leaned over her shoulder and read out loud, "February 20th, 1994, The Sonora Sonet. Over the harsh winter storm last month, four bodies were discovered in a home in the woods near Sonora Park. The Lindum family lived in a small vacation home in the park during the holiday season. The only entry and exit to the property are trails through the forest. The bodies of two adults, Benjamin and Abigail Lindum, were found in their bed, trapped in their small home in the middle of the park. The cause of death was deemed hypothermia.

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