Gerard looked around him, and for the first time he was aware of his location. How could a forest turn into the middle of a graveyard? He blinked his eyes a couple of times and looked again. He wasn't dreaming, but yet this whole night felt like a dream.
Behind him, in the near distance lay the bodies of his best friend and girlfriend. His eyes were red from the few tears he had managed to squeeze out from them, and even though he knew they were back there, mangled and bloody, he couldn't accept it. He couldn't possibly accept that the two people he probably loved the most were now absent from his life.
A numbing chill surged through his spine as he looked out into the graveyard. There were graves scattered everywhere, and the soil was made fertile by the rotting bodies in them. His eyes fell upon his hand, which was dripping with his girlfriend's blood. He clenched his fist, sending angry drops of red into the earth.
Gerard suddenly felt a warm breath against the back of his neck. He had one remaining friend stuck out in this vast wilderness, and thinking it was her, spun around. "Charlotte?" he asked.
But instead of a tall, fair girl with fightened green eyes, his eyes fell upon a palish blue fifteen year old girl. The wind caressed his black hair as his eyes widened at the sight of her. Her eyes were coal black- not just the irises- but her whole EYE. He could see her jawbone where the skin was flaking away, and her whole left hand was just bone, as well as a couple of her ribs.
Gerard jumped back, startled, and fell over something that he was sure wasn't there before. The breath was knocked out of him as he hit the ground. The girl towered above him, her face expressionless and gaunt. She stared down at him, and at whatever he had tripped over. A strangled cry escaped him as he realised it was the body of a girl lying face down in a pool of blood. He turned it over to reveal his friend. Her glassy eyes gaped at him, boring him with its silent reproach.
Gerard screamed. He dropped Charlotte's body and tried to crawl away from it, praying that God would have mercy on him and strike him down. The pale, dead girl grabbed his wrist with unnatural strength which sent a bolt of elecricity through him and pulled him towards her. Her red lips were curled into a smile which mocked his fear, as she fingered the dagger that dangled from a chain around her neck. If it wasn't obvious before, it was obvious now that she had killed everyone that ever meant anything to him.
Blood, sweat and tears stained Gerard's face as the corpse's poisonous breath stroked his skin. He was afraid, so deathly afraid, that when he opened his mouth to scream nothing came out. His heart raced, and he began to remind himself that it was all just a dream, just a terrible nightmare. In five seconds he would wake up in his warm bed with cold perspiration running down his face, call his girl and everything would be fine again.
Five, four... Gerard watched as the girl raised her jeweled dagger. He closed his eyes slowly.
Three, two... He stretched out his arm and tried to push her off of him, to push her back into hell itself if he could.
One.
The pain was excruciating. He clawed at the blade, blood pouring from his wounded heart, the dead girl's psychotic laughter resounding in his head. Blood flooded from his mouth in torrents and trickled from his eyes as if he was crying out his pain and even from his pores.
Gerard never woke up from his nightmare, but instead fell into a deep, black sleep called Death.
Author notes
Condensed version of a book I wrote a long time ago... please tell me what needs fixing.
A contest entry
- The ways of the dead (Horror Contest) by Holey Pastry.
175 points, ended July 2, 2007, 14 entries
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Honorable mention
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Comments
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wow!
Amazing! I literally jumped when she grabbed him! Suspense! Yay! Great job! This was dark and scary! LIke, really eerie! Oooh! I have goosebumps!
-Lissy
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great story i really like it!
keep up the good work
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This was extreme horror , and completely satisfied its limits . Horror is not for me . It really made me sweat . Great!
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Chilling..Good description.I was thinking Gerard killed his friends at first..but it turned out to be a ghost story. Good job!
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Whoa, that was scary. Love the last sentence, by the way. You ended it fantastically! There's a lot of suspense in this, and a lot of gore. The perfect horror story!!
Good luck in the contest!
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DAMN! Forgot the applauds. Here you go.
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Awesome. Filled with suspense and horror, little gore too, which was good. The zombie creeped the hell out of me, which is a great sign. It means I like it. A lot. Great work and good luck!
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Wow, that was really good. And, so far, my favorite in the nominations. Wonderful job, the descriptions were great- a bit gory though, the emotion was there, too.
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Nice. Very suspenseful (is that how you spell that word? lol). No grammar erros, either--go you! I would have liked more background and dialogue, and I don't think the very last sentence ("Gerard never woke up...") is necessary.
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Um, fixing? This was absolutely awesome, although a little gory (but that was necessary) it was well-written just like the other story I read. You write with such talent. I'm enjoying all your pieces. Also I thought about it and noticed, you have a very good imagination. Well done!
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that really good
i loved it all
good xoxo
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