Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Darker Than Black excerpt Darker Than Black, Tales of Horror

Darker Than Black excerpt
Darker Than Black, Tales of Horror
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“She’s a very thin woman,” Bobby said after his first clear look at the strange lady in black. “Her skin doesn’t look natural; it has a green pall. And her eyes are black. Helluva makeup job.”
“Let me see,” Andy reached for the binoculars.
“No way,” Bobby pulled back, almost losing his balance and falling off the tree house. After gathering himself, he put the binoculars back to his eyes again. “The stroller looks a hundred years old. The lace is ripped and the wheels are rusty. I bet it makes a helluva racket.”
“Can you see what’s inside of it?”
“No, wrong angle, and she has the lid up. We’ll have to wait till she passes us.”
“Not going to happen, she’s turning into the cemetery.”
“We have to follow her!”
“Let’s go!”
The boys swiftly climbed out of the tree and ran across the street, binoculars and wooden swords in hand. They crept along as quietly as they could once they entered the cemetery, going from tree to tree, like ninjas. The girl in black didn’t seem to notice.
The shadowy girl walked the winding path until she was about halfway through the cemetery. Then she cut across a swath of graves that led to an area of mausoleums. The boys closed in, not to attack, but to get a better view and understanding of what she was up to.
She pushed the stroller over rocks, roots and whatever was in the way as she made a beeline to the creepiest mausoleum in the cemetery. It was half covered in vines, mostly covered in moss, had cracks all through it and its door was half open. The girl squeezed the stroller in and from there the darkness of the crypt took her out of view.
“Whaah!” a cry came from the crypt.
“It’s a baby!” the boys screamed in unison.
Their outburst must have startled the girl and an otherworldly fog began pouring out of the crypt. She hissed at them in the most hellish voice the boys had ever heard, setting the hairs on their arms and neck straight up. Then they heard the sounds of heavy stones being rubbed against each other. She was either opening or closing a tomb.
Ready for battle, the boys ran towards the crypt but stopped dead in their tracks when the growls of an angry wolf startled them. It was humungous, and had a bloodthirsty look its glowing red eyes. It slowly came out of the shadows and placed itself between the crypt and the boys, its white fur blending ominously with the fog.
With nothing left to do but flee, the scared boys started slowly walking backwards. The wolf stayed where it was at but continued its eerie growling. When they’d gotten out of sight of the beast, they turned and ran as fast as they could out of the cemetery and into their backyard.


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