Secret Walk

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A man who finds himself in the midst of a woman that he sees his fantasy and lust over. What he does not see is what he is.

Submitted: March 01, 2012

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Secret Walk “I push forth to no end… no beginning. The darkness that finds me, pushing forward as I look for that release. My eyes fluttering, my heart is pounding. Sweat falling from my brow. I wonder why I am here looking at myself running faster and faster? Trying to beat the blood running through my veins. I scream for no one to hear, and cry for no one to help. I stop, not seeing the exit…Everything going blank. The darkness has set in! Panicking… I start to yell. Everything is dark now”…

Two weeks prior. On the eve of my hundred years, I find myself walking down the old road in the patch from Ohio that I grew up in before I saw the new world. Ever so slight my movements are, the lust that is in my eyes as I watch. I see sorrow… Bitterness… Hate… Fear… Such a change as time has gone from one generation to the next. The happiness that used to be in the hearts of those who wanted the peace and tranquil, now wait for that end that’s just around the corner. I can’t help but to think that I am that cure. The plague that has swept through lifetimes. as I walk deeper into the woods I notice this young lady. I see the peace in her eyes but something beneath them. I don’t quite know what it is. I look more as though I can see for miles but something missing… I can’t help but to approach her.

“ Hello there” As though I have seen her before. She smiles at me as thinking I have been in her dreams all her life. I kept my eyes as though my heart belonged to her deepest darkest desire. She asked me if we had met in another life. As my thoughts run around swarming me like I have been a prisoner in her arms, a bee conquering the dandelion.

As I start to walk with this woman from the clouds, I pick the tulips that are dying. Smelling the decay from their peddles. She looks at me and asks why I am taking the ones that have fallen to their end. Deep in her eyes I gaze, “ My comfort in their last hope in a time of despair, I shed a light onto those that walk from the shadow”. A small twinkle from the right side of her lips, as though she relished in my words. I can’t help but to dwell what is behind those beautiful dark blue crystals that have me so mesmerized.

Pushing forward not knowing what lies ahead for me and this mysterious goddess. As we walk I noticed how her walk is with purpose and yet so delicate… As we continue she stops me feeling around my side, urging her hand as though we are entwined. My thoughts running fast making me want to embrace her like a mother to her child. As I steady myself to receive her touch, I feel a rustle lurking behind me. I look away from her to see what could have interceded in our moment. She plucks a pine needle off the branch and brought it to her lips. I look and ask her why out of the beauty my Garden of Eden has to offer, would you pick such a plain and hurtful thing. As her eyes move around me with the lust in her eyes and that secret growing from behind she responds…” I soften those that are strong, and break them when I am done”.

In that moment I relies, like the black widow I watched walk on my hand my first night reborn. The hunter now the prey… Knocking me face down to the ground with such force I have never felt. standing over me, the secret that had me so intrigued and enlightened it took my breath away. I turned over laying on my back brushing the dirt off my face. Her face darkened… Eyes pale and earthed I finally found my match. I reach up to her in hopes she grasps my hand in love… Instead she slaps my hand away in vein and horror with a blood curdling scream. My heart aches more and more as though I found my true love. In terror and lust I push her away… As she falls back I jump to my feet and in a gleam of an eye I run down the path…

As the sun lays to rest and night falls, I stand here fighting for my eternity. I look around seeing the darkened woods. I can’t find her! I keep moving down by a river … I move slowly creeping with every foot searching for her. In the midst of the shadows from the pale moon I see a figure, glowing with death. I stray forward closing in on her. Feeling the anxiety and power I drift closer to the wrath I will bestow onto her…!

As I lay there looking up, feeling the warmth trickling down my neck. I see now that I but a shadow amidst the ground am free. Her bite so warm and tender making me wonder how I was so lucky. My pain aching so gingerly. My last walk with the one I so deeply admired and yet so passionately despised. Everything has gone dark with no site of her around.

I awake laying here in a room with no light but the moon from a small window high above the wall. So weak am I not knowing what has happened to my gift that was bestowed upon me so long ago. I hear a creek at the door as it opens. It’s her, as beautiful as ever. I ask her why… my darling that has kept me as a prisoner. Her reply as I would have already known from the beginning. I start to weep in my own despair with the questions of a condemned prey looking for the answers. As she tells me all those moons ago that I gave her a new life. A life that she never wanted for herself.

I See now the woman that I watched all the years back that I took her mortality in such anger and vein. Her hate and indulgence for me is so great that I fell into such a trance. I now see that my lust turned to hate and spite. I am now the prisoner of those I have tortured. As she lets me out of this dungeon I look around. I see nothing but empty halls and corridors. I ask her why I am here. Her reply with such a relief in her voice. “ This is where your eternity will be spent. With hope of escape and nowhere to go. Walk that eternal walk with no possible end”.

As that mist surrounding her vanishes I see her no more. I make my way through the halls damp and dark. I see now that my eternal time is set for me, hoping for that end to draw near. I know it never will and her watching every waking moment.

Two weeks later. “I push forth to no end… no beginning. The darkness that finds me, pushing forward as I look for that release. My eyes fluttering, my heart is pounding. Sweat falling from my brow. I wonder why I am here looking at myself running faster and faster? Trying to beat the blood running through my veins. I scream for no one to hear, and cry for no one to help. I stop, not seeing the exit…Everything going blank. The darkness has set in! Panicking… I start to yell. Everything is dark now”.


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