Post by Wolf on Feb 23, 2004 13:24:58 GMT -5
Even though the title of this free-form short story seems off-topic for this particular forum - it really isn't
It was written as a result of my second wife telling me how scary a Vincent Price movie-a-thon was (I was at work, unfortunately); and I got to thinking about it: what does draw folks to horror and monster movies? ...and, how we build up the suspense far out of proportion, all too easily - the following was the result
I wrote it while at work - then read it to her when I got home - as I read it, she pulled the bedcovers further and further up; then when I read the final line, her jaw dropped, and she started laughing wildly, and whomped me with her pillow
Enjoy!
Night of Terror
...with thanks to Vincent Price
Midnight came, lingered, and gave way to the hours when evil stalks the world...
Darkness yet deeper descended in suffocating folds on the tiny hamlet, and the few week glimmers of light yet burning surrendered to the ebony stream... thick cloying mists oozed slowly through the streets till the cobblestones were lost to sight beneath writhing reptilian rivers of fog...
And, in their homes, people slept uneasy; their dreams visions of ancient eldritch horror... and one by one they awakened, silently, listening to night flowing through the village... Through the darkness came a sound; clicking, clicking, claws upon stone; closer, ever closer; then - silence.
Suddenly, daemonic howls rent the night - and were answered! And, once again, silence descended to grip hearts in numbing terror - only to be shattered once more as terrifying growls and roars of battle erupted...
Only a few had courage to peer between the shutters to witness the forces of darkness... at first, the writhing evil mists obscured sight; but then, slowly, slowly lifted from the cobblestones to reveal the fearsome sight -
...of two dogs fighting over bones.
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, April 24, 1974
