The Darkness Grows

[MatrixNeo585 10]

The patter of rain pelting the house.  A fire crackling tracing shadows across the room.  A young male sitting in a chair staring at the fire.  Standing as he walks up to the window looking out into the dark forest.  Ominous sounds echoing from it, turning away as he looks feeling woozy as the forest looks like it begins to warp.  Calling out in fear his father comes rushing as they both stare out the window.  Placing a hand on the son's shoulder as he smiles.

 

"There's nothing there child." he would say, looking back out "Why don't you go back to the fire place you'll start getting cold."  A light draft entering through the edges of the window. "As the boy sits back by the fire the father goes back to the kitchen.

 

"That boy, heh quite the imagination that boy.  He believes he saw the forest warp."  The mother staring back at him.  "Oh what will we ever do with that boy Jacque."  The father responding "He'll grow out of it don't worry dear."

 

A loud crackle heard as a bright white light strikes just outside the window blowing the door open as a the son is heard screaming and scrambling over the furniture cowering in the corner.  As the father looks out the doorway towards a hooded man the mother covering the child protecting him as any mother would.  "Who are you?  What is your business here?" yelling at the man.  With a flash of light the hooded man stands in front of the father who immediately slumps to the floor with a thud.  The mother screaming out as she watches in horror as the face of her husband stares at her his jaw locked open the top of his face half burned off along with a giant gash running down his chest pooling blood along the floor.  The hooded man turning on his heel and leaving through the door, his figure replaced by other silhouettes as they enter the home, she screams even more as to her horror the undead enter her home threatening  the life of her and her child.

 

The undead surrounding her and the boy as they pry them apart from one another the boy screaming out in fear as he is wretched from his mother's grasp claw marks trailing down his arm in her last desperate attempt to hold on.  The undead going down on the boy as they pull and tug fighting for dominance over who get's the most flesh.  Their teeth gnawing along the boys flesh ripping it from his bones as he screams in panic blood pouring out the wounds.  One of them sending their teeth straight into the boy's chest gnawing his stomach open as they start to fight over the entrails, chewing the small and large intestine and stomach.

 

Devouring the bodies of the mother and child the house left to ruins as the unchecked fire rages in the fireplace the logs knocked out of place between the fighting over the bodies, leaving the house in a smokey charred grave, dried blood and remainder of entrails left strung about the floor while the father's body lay in the middle of it in the same lock jawed position.

[Knox213 10]

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