title superimposed over 
a lightning flash

A horror story by John Merenda
©1996

There is something horrible out there, waiting in the shadows, in places that give us a sense of dread. The only good thing about it, if you dare see it that way, is that few fall prey to it, only those who don't heed their inner voice. One night Susan Lyons ventures too close and is swept into a nightmare of events that tests the brink of sanity. In order to save everything she holds dear, she must face a gauntlet of hell.

The Chapters

spider waiting in her web   
One     Stalker
Bill and Susan Lyons enjoy a night
out with friends;in a woods nearby,
the hunter waits.
        spider with outstretched human arms   
Two     Abduction
Stepping out to air their
differences, Bill and Sue encounter
the unthinkable. A strange noise,
a terrible stench,excruciating fear.  .  .
figures in ritual dance   
Three     Ceremony
Pungent vapors from the Grand Oomok
imbue a dizzying ecstasy in the
celebrants at the stone.
        rattlesnake poised to strike   
Four     Warning
The old man warned,
"When thunder rumbles near,
 with a stench upon the air,
 within the shadow of the wood,
 lurks Youmac to beware."
 
tree of crying heads   
Five     Omen
In her dream, Sue searches a pumpkin
field for an unseen wailing baby.
Down, under the foliage, emerges
a maddening revelation.
        Crying Angel   
Six     Crime Scene
"First go to where it all happened.
If nothing else, get a sense of the
place, feel the vibs."
 
skull with crossed pen & pencil   
Seven     Scheme
"Let us never forget our responsibilities,
our obligations, our singular purpose as
keepers of the Stone."
        stylized octopus   
Eight     Oracle
In times of great need she turns to
an oracle, one who possesses great
knowledge. For Susan it is Gilbert.
 
boy with mask   
Nine     Masquerade
The boys witness A monstrous head
rise from the thicket followed
by another equally as shocking.
        cry of anguish   
Ten     Despair
That she could sink to such depths
of self delusion was a burning anguish.
 
naked girl running   
Eleven     Pursued
Susan runs; the man gives chase,and
sadly, he gains on her with each
stride.
        woman in the crosshairs of a rifle   
Twelve     Terminate
"That meddling little tramp must be
stopped immediately. Terminate!
Do you understand? Terminate.  .  ."
 
reclining rose   
Thirteen     Requiem
She stood in stunned disbelief
by the sudden realization of what
that chain of coincidences implied.
        death (hooded skull) draws a contract   
Fourteen     Contract
Hiring someone to commit murder is
not that hard; the trick is to do
it and still remain anonymous.  .  .
 
revolver points directly at you   
Fifteen     Assassin
According to the mob, murders are
done for either of two reasons:
business or personal; for Larry
there is a third: pleasure.
        3 figures dancing   
Sixteen     Meeting
You are in grave danger.
Leave the city at once, relocate  .  .  .
 
man's hand pulls a woman's to safety   
Seventeen     Savior
The door bell chimed. It was either
intuition or plain common sense, but
Susan hesitated . . .
        eye looks over rose   
Eighteen     Vigil
emerging from the woods, they
come upon an eight foot,
chain-link fense, beyond that,
the cemetery.  .  .
 
snake poised to strike   
Nineteen     Strike
The killer figited at the door anxiously;
his eyes, cold and lifeless.
Death breathed softly in her ear.
She shivered briefly and opened.
        Library Building   
Twenty     Archives
"I remember that stink in the air."
the woman reminisced, "Some said it
was the You-mac; but others;  . .
well others had other ideas."
 
zodiak wheel   
Twenty-one     Sidereal
"This phenomenon occurs when the earth is in a certain position relative to the stars--yet another reason to suspect cult activity."
        tightly bound woman's hands   
Twenty-two     Rapture
. . .her door ajar, hard rock blaring, and blood shining red on the floor. . .
 
scale of justice showing weapons
balanced by human bones   
Twenty-three     Retribution
She fell victim like a helpless fly caught in a spider's web.
        yoke carries two pales of bones   
Twenty-four     Burden
Although she was about to commit the most horrendous act of her life, she still had to eat.
 
Door opening ominously   
Twenty-five     Visitor
The pungent odor of cooked flesh wafted from the kitchen.
        goulish worms maraud a nightscape   
Twenty-six     Nightcrawlers
An opressive mist that reeked of the rich odor of decay awaited.
 
distroyed monument   
Twenty-seven     Desecration
Committing the forbidden on consecrated ground.
        Limousine's headlights pierce the darkness
  
Twenty-eight     Limo
At a dirge-like cadence, it cruised inexorably to its peculiar rendezvous.
 
skeleton pops out of a jack-in-the-box   
Twenty-nine     Surprise
the limousine stood motionless, its engine hissing menacingly. . .
        sacrificial burning of a skeleton   
Thirty     Offering
The unholy gathering stood over him and pattered diabolical incantations.
 
man entangled within the grips of a monster   
Thirty-one     Possession
From within the stinking, sulfurous mist, a hidiously alien entity came into view.
        Key in keyhole 
in the globe of earth   
Thirty-two     Theory
They conjured a counterpart to their collective malevolence.  .  .
 
heart skewered within the tines of a fork.   
Thirty-three     Communion
. . . a primordial ceremony of triumph, a kind of rite of passage into a new realm of ethics.
        grotesque denuded tree   
Thirty-four     Family Tree
They rummaged the past to unlock the riddle.  .  .
 
Death delivering a package   
Thirty-five     Special Delivery
The problem solver received his assignment: terminate.
        an explosion   
Thirty-six     Backfire
Each step echoed like the toll of a death knell.
 
a harlequin as a mock policeman   
Thirty-seven     Black and White
. . . armed with enough weapons to launch a one-man, cammando raid.
        An eye looking in a cage   
Thirty-eight     Trappist
The long stretch of boredom was punctuated by panic.
 
free standing, ivy covered, column   
Thirty-nine     Institute
All evidence point to the dreaded conclusion .  .  .
        lightning strike   
Forty     Stone
It harnesses the minds, souls, and senses of those captured.  .  .
 
 

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