Intruder

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story about a man and his wife who come home only to soon discover that they have a visitor with deadly intentions.

Submitted: November 03, 2013

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Intruder

By Ethan Peters

On a Tuesday night after arriving back at my house after a well spent night out for dinner. Me and my wife had driven back to our house and got home at around 10:30 P.M. and it was the first night of October and the spirits of Halloween were starting to rise from their slumber and darken the skies into a beautiful midnight blackness which swallowed the world as far as the eye could see.

We unlocked the door and stepped in, my wife headed to the bedroom and I decided to take a quick shower before heading to bed. I went into the bathroom and shut the door, I then stripped myself of my clothing and turned on the water, which at first was colder than the icy peaks of Lukato’s mountains. But slowly turned into a steamy hotness like the dungeon in which the mighty Bibigarantoo resides in.

I took a nice ten minute shower before finally switching off the water and stepping out to dry myself. Once I had finished drying myself, I exited the bathroom and went into my bedroom where my wife slept sound asleep. I dressed myself and prepared to enter the bed next to her when suddenly my dog, who’s name is Charles, began to bark furiously at something in the living room. Irritated, I sat up and stood up and walked into the living room to see what it was Charles was barking so angrily at.

I reached the living room and saw Charles staring out the backyard window. He was staring intensely at something, and was growling furiously like an angry hellhound. I creeped up to the backyard window and pressed my face up against the glass and began to try and spot what Charles was barking at. I had noticed just in time what seemed to be a man dressed entirely in black with a black hoodie and a razor sharp knife in his hand. He seemed to be climbing over the fence as if to get out of the backyard. And there was just enough light from the moon so that the knife in his hand could shine like a bright lonely star and show off the dark red blood that was dripping from the tip of the knife.

I began to tremble with immense fear and ran into my bedroom to alert my wife. She seemed to still be asleep so I ran to her side and began to lightly push her and whisper in her ear to wake up, but she didn’t move. So I rolled her over and what i saw almost made me drop to my knees and scream out in pure horror. Her throat had been split open and her eyes gouged with a knife.

I was still stunned and trying to figure out what exactly had just happened, when suddenly Charles appeared by my side and was growling at something in front of me. I looked up to the window across from me on the other side of the bed, and nearly screamed out in horror when I saw the same man dressed in black! I couldn’t see most of his face for it was far too dark out to tell. But I could see his shiny brown eyes which seemed to have a fiendish glint to them. And a horrible smile that was so wide and filled with proud it sent chills down my spine. And that horrible sharp knife with the fresh blood from my wife’s throat still leaking from the very tip of the blade.

With his knife, he tapped on the glass as if to point something out to me and motioned with eyes to look down at my wife’s right hand. My eyes slowly drifted away from the hooded monster and down to my wife’s stone cold hand where I saw a small paper in her hand. I picked up the paper and read what it said in what seemed to be written in blood, it said “sorry for the intrusion”.


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