ATerror in the Dark

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
There is always a bigger Fish.

Submitted: November 27, 2007

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Submitted: November 27, 2007

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The moon did not show… the stars did not shine. The fireflies that normally flew in the park blinking their lights merrily were absent this night. The lights from the bordering street lamps tried hard to burn the consuming blackness awaybut only succeeded in lighting a small patch of ground.
A sharp chill breeze whipped threw the night biting and stinging anyone who came into contact with it. In this blackness in this wind one woman walked alone. Short hair whipped around in a frenzy like a ball of writhing snakes, eye’s the color indistinguishable in the darkness stared at the ground her feet walked upon.
Years of living in the city deadened the senses, making your hearing not as sharp your sense of smell not as keen that alone made the city the perfect playground.
The women hugged herself tightly a small smile playing on her lips, her heart bursting with love and joy. In a few hours only a few hours she would be Barbara Ritenburg married to David Ritenburg. They had been friends up threw highschool lovers threw college now they would be husband and wife. The women laughed with joy and gave a little skip as if she was still five years old.
Behind her a shadow separated from the darkness, a predator hunting the streets. Its footfalls were silent its breathing nonexistent, light glinted off of cold metal.
The biting wind grew into a devouring gale. The smell of seared flesh descended suddenly upon the scene.
Metal flashed…. Wind shrieked…. A scream ripped the sky asunder… the night became quit except for a pair of steady footfalls. Light flashed off a mirror as a compact was flipped open. Barbara pouted at herself as she stared into the compact then delicately licked a drop of blood from the corner of her mouth delighting in the sweat tang. Barbara quickly fixed her make up which had gotten smudged while she fed then impatiently set off again, she really did have a wedding to prepare for. 


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