Death's Design

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  No Houses

Submitted: December 31, 2017

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Death’s Design

Renee walked through the graveyard that evening, hoping that the spirits would ease the loneliness of living inside a motel room. She wondered if her best days were behind her.

Suddenly, she noticed a man beckoning to her, from on top of the hill. He was standing inside an archway, next to a set of stone steps; slippery with moss, and ivy.

The guy appeared to be the love of her life, that she lost contact with long ago. She smiled, and waved at him, before turning to leave. After taking a couple steps, she took a closer look to see if he was real. This time, he pulled out a wedding ring. He seemed to be proposing to her.

As Renee slowly ascended the stairs, she thought of the times they spent together. He loved to share his quirky stories, while she would share her peculiar ones. During the summer, they would listen to music, and cuddle in the park. She would never forget the way they made love!

When she finally reached the top of the stairs, she ran toward him, to hug him. “Jim!”

Her hands went right through him, and he disappeared in a plume of smoke.

He reappeared a couple feet away. “Don’t you understand that I am dead?! I killed myself after you left me, all those years ago.”

Renee was dumbfounded. She was frozen in shock.

“Follow me a couple yards to the east,” Jim’s apparition said, “Maybe, we can make sense of things.”

Renee walked right off a cliff.

“That’s your punishment for causing my suicide,” her lover said, as he watched her tumble down the ravine.


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