by Lee Jones
Anna puts down that phone. The realtor is still talking on the phone. She finally hits end on the screen. Hearing this has startled Anna.
DANGER
Anna is in the attic looking through the old antiques stored there. Jim is outside painting the exterior of the house. She hears a sound and looks over in the corner by the dolls. She looks back and keeps going through the boxes.
Thud! Anna looks up again in the same direction. She notices the dolls have changed position. They have moved from where they were the first time.
She gets up and walks over to the corner. “Hmmm?” She is looking at the dolls.
‘GET OUT!” Anna spins around behind her and sees a little girl standing in the far end of the attic.
“Who are you how did you get in here!?” says Anna. The girl stares back at Anna. Suddenly a loud deafening sound is heard and Anna quickly covers her ears. She falls to her knees and feels immense pain on her back. She screams, picks herself up and runs down stairs.
The runs and runs then out of the house across the grass outside to the car. “Anna!” says Jim. He notices her running and runs over to her getting into the car. He pulls her out of the drivers seat grabbing her on both arms shaking her.
“Anna! Anna!”
Anna is sobbing. He notices blood seeping through the back of her shirt.
“Why are you bleeding?” She cries into his arms. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” he says. He escorts her inside the house.
An hour later Anna is in the kitchen on the dinner table sitting with bandages on her back. She is drinking a glass of wine for the pain. Jim is in the kitchen standing leaning on the sink counter. He is staring at her silently.
“Anna what happened?” says Jim.
“I was in the attic, and something attacked me. There was a little girl, she said get out, then she disappeared,” says Anna.
Jim has a stern look on his face. He sighs and looks down. “Those bruises on your back, they look like lashes,” he says.
PHOTO
A few days have passed. They hired someone that works in the field of paranormal investigations are are expecting him anytime.
A knock at the door. Anna answers the door.
“I’m Mark we spoke on the phone,” he says.
“Ok great come on in,” says Anna.
They are all sitting in the living room.
“Would you like some sweet tea?” says Anna.
“No thanks, let’s get right to business. I did that research on this house and it has me worried. The last surviving members of the family died in this house,” says Mark.
“The little girl is not the bad one, she is trying to warn us. I’m afraid, there is something more sinister here,” says Mark. “I’ll be conducting an EVP session tonight,” he pulls out a ouija board.
“You can’t be serious?” says Jim. Anna hands Mark the photos. He looks but something looks peculiar. “Huh? That’s strange.” He hands the photo back to Anna.
She picks it up and is shocked. The photo with the family is missing faces. The silver plated photo is also missing a face. She drops it on the floor.
WARNING
It’s night and Mark, Anna and Jim are in the kitchen sitting around the kitchen table. The ouija board is in the center of the table. A couple candles are lighting the interior and everything is dark.
“Ok, put your hands on in the planchette,” says Mark. Everyone places their hands on the planchette.
“If someone’s in this house, show us your here?”
The planchette begins to move. “Are you doing this?” says Jim. The planchette points to 1 then 9.
“What does this mean?”
Then spirit box begins to crackle. “Death,” is heard over the spirit box.
Mark looks over to everyone and whispers, “there were 19 slaves killed here.”
“Is the little girl we’ve seen, is she good?”
The planchette moves with such force as that everyone lifts their hands up and it moves on it’s own.
It spells out N then O. Everyone can smell a smoke. “Smells like something is burning, says Jim. He gets up and sees smoke bellowing from the basement. The door is open when he remembered last time he locked it.
He runs into the basement halfway down the stairs and see’s a blazing inferno. THUD! He turns around the doors slams shut behind him. He runs up and tries to open the door but it’s locked shut. He bangs on the door yelling help! help! Anna and Mark get up and run towards the door. The basement door is closed shut. It’s locked and they don’t have the key.
“Stand back!” says Mark. He steps back and kicks the door open. The door swings open but it’s dark.
“Where is the fire?” says Mark in confusion. Anna runs down the steps and doesn’t see any fire, or smoke.
She sweeps the flashlight all around inside. “Jim!” “Jim!”
Mark runs down the steps.
“Where’s Jim?”says Mark.
Mark missteps and almost falls into the hole in the basement. He points the flashlight down and see’s a body. He leans over and looks forward. It’s Jim’s dead body lying helpless at the bottom of the hole.
“Mark what is it?” says Anna.
Mark is shaking his head.
“Mark what is it!?” says Anna.
She walks over and points her flashlight into the hole. Her eyes grow big and she drops her flashlight and screams. Mark hugs her and Anna puts her hand over her mouth.
FUNERAL
The authorities have come over and removed the body. The death has been ruled as an accident. A fall. Anna is in disbelief and has yet to tell the children the reason about their father’s disappearance for the last few days.
A few days later the funeral was held not far from the house at a local cemetery. The coffin is being lowered into the ground and in the distance Anna can see something. It’s the same little girl from the attic halfway revealed behind a tombstone.
She stares at the little girl and the girl stares back.”Mommy,” Emma tugs on her arm. She looks down to hug Emma then she looks back up to the same tombstone. The little girl is gone from view.
Mark is at the funeral and he walks over. “I’m sorry for your loss. You know, it’s not safe to stay in that house.”
Anna has a tissue to her face. She turns to look at Mark. “You know, whatever killed my husband, I need to know. I need an answer.”
PORTAL
It’s night time and Mark and Anna are in the kitchen.The children have been left with a family member for a few days. A couple candles light the interior. They are ready to conduct an EVP session.
“Who is the evil spirit in this house?” says Mark.
A gust of wind blows inside the house and the candles suddenly burn out. “Yes” is heard over the spirit box.
The little girl appears again. She is outside the kitchen window looking inside at them. She writes “Get Out” on the window in blood. Then moves out of sight.
They hear a loud noise. The sound of many screams, it’s deafening. They both cover their ears with their hands. They look up and see the little girl standing in the kitchen with them. The sound has stopped.
The monitor on the infrared camera shows the silhouette of a large object filling the entire view, but a little girl is standing in front of them. Mark is looking at his equipment in confusion. The silhouette on the monitor should be smaller then the girl in from of him.
“Whats your name?” says Anna. The girl stands and stares for a moment.
In a low booming voice, she speaks “Death!” a big wind gushes past them.
All the doors and windows in the house close shut.
Mark suddenly feels an immense pain on his back. “Aww!, let’s get the fuck out of here!”
Anna runs and tries to open the front door. It’s locked shut and she grabs the keys. She pushes as hard as she can and bust through. She runs to the car. “Mark! Come on!” she yells. Mark comes stumbling out.
Anna pulls out a zi
ppo lighter. She lights one of the old photographs and drops it on the ground. They have prepped the house with gasoline. A flame runs from the car to the house. The flame hits the house and quickly starts burning.
Anna and Mark stand by the car and watch the house engulf in flames. The structures of the house falling to the ground. Black smoke bellowing into the night sky. They can hear screams. A sigh of relief comes across Anna. They continue to watch the fire until it burns out. Anna starts to cry. It’s all over now.
The End.
STRANGERS OF THE NIGHT
MOVING IN
A family of four has rented a house for a week on vacation in Florida. So many sights to see and things to do. They pull up in their rental car to the garage of the house and unpack their luggage.
“Come on son grab those bags,” says Mr. Grey. He opens the front door with the key. “Wow, look at this it’s better in person then in the pictures,” says the wife Mrs. Grey.
“Well your room is there, your over there,” Mr. Grey points out. Baron the son flops out on the coach and turns on the TV.
“Hey why don’t you and your sister go out and explore a bit? Just be back before six we’re going out for dinner,” says Mrs. Grey. The siblings walk out unto the street. It’s a suburb with houses lined up after another. There’s a small little park with a playground in the middle of the community. They walk over to that and Baron sits on the swing. He pulls out his phone and checks social media.
There’s a girl off in the distance watching him. She is attractive and chewing gum. She stands and watches and Baron doesn’t notice. “There’s some random girl checking you out,” says Sam the sister.
Baron looks up and sees the girl. She walks away and into a car but doesn’t start the car. She continues to sit in the car and watch.
“Pretty creepy if you ask me,” says Baron. “Yea let’s get the fuck out of here,” says Sam. They head back to the house and join their parents.
They head off in their rental car for dinner.
Unbeknown to them is the girl in the car is trailing their location.
The family get out of the car and heads into restaurant. The mysterious girl in the car is slowly driving into the parking lot then drives away.
A couple hours later the family returns to their car and makes the drive back to the house.
LURKING IN THE SHADOWS
The car pulls into the driveway. “Don’t stay up too late guys we have a lot of fun to do in the mourning,” says Mr. Grey.
They open the front door and flip on the lights. The lights won’t turn on. “Hmm, what’s going on here?” Mr. Grey looks around. “I’m going to find the fuse box,” he says.
Sam turns on the light on her phone. She goes into the kitchen. A scream. Baron runs into the kitchen. He flashes the light on his phone. Click. The lights suddenly turn on.
It’s revealed that Sam is being held by knifepoint by a girl in a mask. It’s a clown mask and she has a large kitchen knife held to Sam’s throat.
“Whoa! take it easy. We have money just put the knife down,” says Baron. Mr. Grey runs in. He pulls out his wallet and starts to pull all the cash out.
“I don’t want you fucking money,” says the girl.
“Whatever you want, I can get whatever you want!” says Mr. Grey.
The knife whit no warning slashes her throat and Sam’s helpless body falls to the floor. Mrs. Grey runs in and see’s Sams body falling to the floor and screams.
KILLER
Mrs. Grey is screaming her head off. Baron is shocked at seeing what just happened so quickly. He is shaking in his boots. Mr. Grey attempts to grab the knife from the girl but she swings it at him.
She backs up knocking over some pots and pans. Another burglar, a guy dressed in all black and a clown mask appears from behind. He has a machete in his hand.
“Give me you fucking phones! Empty your pockets!” he says. Baron and Mr. Grey look at each other then empty their pockets and phones. The guy steps on the phones smashing them with his foot.
“Get on your knees!” he yells. The girl comes with duct tape and wraps their hands behind their backs.
Mrs. Grey has run into the closet in the master bedroom. She is so scared she is trying to unlock her phone but forgot in such a stressful situation.
She is fumbling with the phone. The closet door opens.
“Found you! She says. They guy burglar walks in.
“Well well, step on out,” he says. Mrs. Grey steps out of the closet sobbing.
“Look can we think about this,” says Mrs. Grey. The girl lunges forward and stabs Mrs. Grey with the knife. Her body falls over. She attacks again, then again.
The girl stabs a total of over a dozen times in Mrs Grey’s body. Blood spurts in her face. She is laughing behind her mask.
ESCAPE
Baron and Mr. Grey are in the kitchen tied up. Baron is falling apart, he is so emotional. “Son get a grip of yourself we are getting out of this,” says Mr. Grey.
He rubs his duct taped hands against the edge of the counter.
The girl and guy murderer drag Mrs. Grey’s body out by the ankles into the living room.
Baron can hear the conversation in the living room.
Let’s chop the body up in get in these trash bags
Ok. I’ll get the body of the girl too.
The guy walks back into the kitchen. “Fuck! where are they?” he yells. Mr. Grey lunges from behind and wraps his arms around the neck of the guy. A struggle in sues. He grapples the guy but he takes the knife and cuts Mr. Grey’s arm.
Baron runs in and tries to do the same thing. He jumps on top of the guy trying to grapple him. The girl comes from behind and stabs baron in the back and he falls to the ground.
The guy spins around and stabs Mr. Grey in the chest. Right into the heart.
The blood spurting in his face. He is laughing through his mask. A pool of blood is forming on the bottom of carpet. Staining it red. Baron bleeds out slowly. Mr. Grey is dead almost instantly.
Baron is watching, his head laying on the floor and his body is helpless. His vision is slowly dying out. His vision slowly fades to black.
The End.
THE HUNTED
PROLOGUE
This book is a sequel to Blood on the Bayou. Our hero returns as Detective Carson. He is this time a private investigator. Detective Carson is back on the hunt for a serial killer who has the same psychic abilities as him. The killer seems to be one step ahead of Carson but will he be the hunter or the hunted? Set in Miami, Carson is hired by a wealthy family to solve the cold case of they’re murdered daughter.
NEW BLOOD
Carson now retired from the FBI, is home enjoying a vintage bottle of whiskey. The phone rings and he answers. “Hello is this detective Carson?” says the caller. “Yes ma’am how may I be of your service?” says Carson. “My daughter was murdered five years ago and the case went cold. I would like for you to come to our residence to check out the evidence in Miami. I have sent a plane ticket and accommodations to your email. I look forward to seeing you here.” says the caller. CLICK. The caller hanged up.
Carson stares and thinks about it for a few moments. He takes another sip of his vintage whiskey then gets up and checks his laptop. He can see the email. One ticket to Miami leaving tonight. He packs a bag and request for Uber he is on his way.
The flight in first class was comfortable. He gets to baggage claim then grabs his one bag of rolling luggage then heads out the ground level for a taxi. Instead, a black limo rolls up where he is standing. The driver gets out and walks around and opens the door for Carson. Carson wasn’t expecting a limo ride there. “Mr Harrington is expecting you,’ says the driver. Carson gets in with hesitation. The limo drivers takes Carson through the city to a private island in Biscayne Bay. Lots of mansions on this island. The neighborhood to host movie stars, million dollar athletes, the rich and the wealthy.
Carson is stunned looking at the large mansions out of the win
dow of the limousine. The limo then pulls into a gate leading to a large mansion, two stories, four car garage, and a tennis court off to the side. A large flower garden and large pool off to the back of the mansion. Lights illuminate the whole property. The limo pulls around the round about in front of the mansion leading to the front door. The driver gets out and lets Carson gets out. He walks up to the door and rings the bell.