“For hell’s sake!” came streaming out of my pursed lips as I rolled the car to the side of the dark, winding road, which glistened like the slippery backside of a serpentine as the gravel on the shoulder crunched under the passenger tires and the car ceased to roll any further. Slumping against the backrest, sighing. Why is it that this feels like I’ve been here before. A touch of Deja Vu possibly. “Well it’s damn dark in the middle of nowhere”. Speaking out loud as if I expected some kind of answer. Giggling as I pulled a half crushed cigarette out of the pack. Taking a big draw and flooding my lungs as I opened the drivers side door and stepped out into the cool night air. It had to have just rained as the pavement under my boots was still wet and glistening in the moonlight. Laughing and speaking to myself once again “This is so much like the beginning of a horror movie, the places I find myself sometimes.”.
Gathering a few things out of the car, my backpack. Always there in case of a quick bug out, a jacket, a flashlight and few other miscellaneous items. I decided to walk it to the next gas station. Cell phone service out here was spotty if even that much. The gas station was only a couple miles up the road and although dark, nothing I haven’t had to do before. Or well, had thought I had done this before, exactly this at least once. Fighting against a ever growing nagging in my gut I started walking towards the gas station. The farther I walked along the bigger the nagging turned into gnawing and the darker the street became as the trees seemed to grow larger and literally hung over the two lane country road.
The moonlight faded away as the sky began to sprinkle the ever slightest vapor of rain. “What in the fuck am I doing?”, I stopped for a moment as I felt the world spin and that nagging feeling gripped a hold of my stomach as I gagged, almost letting go of the only meal I had eaten today. Panic ran through my body making my skin crawl. The feeling wasn’t just a nagging, as right then, I didn’t feel like I was alone at all. As a matter of fact I felt like I was inside a crystal ball. Pretty damn sure I had been here, exactly in this place, in this same time before. Not sure what frightened me more, the feeling that I was being watched, or the place where I was, to say the least I was vulnerable out here. Or the fact that I felt like I had done this exact thing before, better yet this very thing, the words I said, the feelings, the exact steps. I had done this before. But why do I feel like I have watched myself do this from a far? I attempted to laugh it all off and strike one up for imagination driving my fear. Why not, isn’t that one of the things that we crave, being scared, scaring ourselves? Oh and what better way to do that then on a creepy old country road in the dark alone.
Laughter, I stopped walking, not sure if that laugh even came out of my own throat. That thought did indeed make me laugh and I carried on, moving forward into the growing darkness. I lit another cigarette and trotted ahead. I could see a streetlight illuminating the corner just a little and I began to walk faster. As the bend in the road approached I slowed my pace as the slap of noxious odor blew against my face. Cringing and fighting back the urge to vomit, I stopped. The air had warmed here, not just slightly either as I was able to watch the steam roll up in wafting streams from the blacktop. It was rather warm here, enough so that I found myself wriggling out of my jacket and wrapping it around my waist. The warmth was welcomed, the odor that seemed to envelope me in its caustic, wreak was not. Although not a pleasant odor, it was a familiar odor. One that if it has passed across your odoriferous cavities previously, is one that you never forget.
My heart began to race, pounding like a bass drum in chest, making the only noise I could clearly hear the beat of my own heart as I stood there, all of a sudden empty, alone and seemingly aware that something was very wrong. I should keep walking, I should. I kept telling myself, damn it, keep walking, and walk fast. Instead, I found myself moving towards the darkness out of the circle of light that was faint as the street lamps canvass just barely began to break the night at this bend in the road.
Backing into the darkness towards the tree line, boot heels digging into the soft, wet earth beneath my feet, I felt naked as my inner will was set on edge, having gone into full protection mode. Panic reached for me, unsuccessful in it’s grasp as I reached the treeline. Full fight mode ensued as all my senses stood at their peak. Taking in the surroundings as I fought the breathe that smell in too deep. The smell of rot. The decaying of flesh, mixed with rain and there was something else present too. What was that scent, also familiar, yet one that I had not smelled in a very long time. Resting against the big, harsh oak behind me as I gathered in all the surroundings.
Moving just slightly into the wood-line, crouching as I watched and listened. I felt my heart beat in my chest like a bass drum on steroids, it was thunderous I thought for sure whatever else might be out here certainly heard it as well. Trying to focus as the moist air began to cling to my chest, I heard it then a faint growl or groan. My breathe came in stuttering waves as I attempted to conceal myself behind this big old oak tree. I must have been on the verge of fainting as my eyes were only able to focus on a slight green hue across the glistening road. It was coming from the woods across the way. It wasn’t just green, using that color to describe it was wrong, it was blue and green and white all at the same time.The world swayed in front of me and went dark.
Opening my eyes to the sound of humming. It was humming, a mechanical humming. Slowly sitting up. How long had I been out? I looked once more across the street and gasped at what I saw. There were no longer trees there, there was no longer a road there. It was just blank. This is some kind of a trick, it had to be, the earth does not just erase pieces of itself. Except at this moment it had.
Slowly I backed away in the woods behind me. Either something was very wrong with me or something major had happened while I lay there unconscious. It was then that the sound pierced my ears, a deep sigh, raspy unto itself. My skin crawled with goosebumps as I turned. The bag in my hand fell to the ground as the stench of decay wafted to my nostrils and I screamed, the thing that stood in front of me screamed too.
Thick saliva spewing from it’s gnarling teeth as it began to laugh. The panic inside of me rose as a shiver went down my spine. The creature stood there, and in a moments flash, I wondered could it actually see me? It smelt me, it heard me, so why hadn’t it attacked me. The nauseous feeling crept up inside me, this thing was rank, overpoweringly so. I was going to vomit and it would definitely know exactly where I was. As I choked back my lunch, moving slightly to to the right, I was right! This creature couldn’t see me. I slide to my right again, trying to be quieter than a mouse. If this thing got a hold of me I was not going to get away. It was all of 7 foot tall and solid as a horse. That’s when I saw it. A small flash on the things hand, a ring. One that I had seen many times before. As I continued to slide into the darkness. That being called out, but who or what was it calling out to?
My mind was racing, my skin crawling in fear and my body shivered in terror as I moved cautiously into the heavy wooded area. Coming to an old dilapidated building, I decided to enter. Moving behind the doorway to the right I heard it, panting. The sound was shallow, and rapid and just what was I thinking? What was going on here, had I walked into another dimension? Where exactly was I? The wetness on my skin had seeped through my clothes and although it was warm outside in here it was as cold as an icebox.
My body repulsed against the cold air. The darkness was thick and solid as pitch, do I turn on my flashlight? Do I run out of here in fear? Listening closely to the surroundings, I heard the shallow breathing, almost a panting, it had to be approximately 6 feet away, straight forward and to the right. Slowly, with palm over the torch end of the flashlight I saw what lay ahead. This was an old warehouse, there was a thing, a person, or what was a person standing facing the opposite wall. The sound of the being from outside rang loudly and the answer came, from out of the mouth of this thing a gurgling, growl as it turned and moved directly past me out the doorway into the night.
Petrified my legs extended and I stood up. Moving cautiously, deeper the building. I saw the glow of the strange illumination I had seen across the road previously. I was pulled backwards as my hair was pulled, some ripped out as the cold hard head of something slammed into my forehead. My world shook for a moment as I got hold of my space and realized that this thing, huge, muscled, with a whitish blue skin was dragging me. No sound escaped me although I attempted to scream. The hand that had my head, suddenly let go and as I gained my feet this being came at me. It’s teeth sharp and silvery in the glow from the illumination. It began to gnash its teeth rapidly and I came to the realization that I was his meal. My knife, I had my knife. Smooth and sharp and solid. Bug out bag, good thing for my lack of trust and paranoia.
I gripped the handle with every ounce of strength I had as the huge thing came at me, slightly bent forward. With the knife in my right hand, one swift slash across his throat proved worthy as some gooey, thick substance came spewing from his throat as his thick sharp nails ripped at my shirt. My knife found the right side of it’s neck and plunged into the flesh there. It fell to it’s knees and began to gurgle and flail in the strange light. My feet took me deeper into the building closer to the light inside. Unable to grasp with my head what the hell was going on. Moving faster I rounded the corner and came to an abrupt halt as I could not believe what lay before my eyes.
Pain seared through my head as the sound of my skull cracking ripped through my ears and I fell to my knees. Barley alert the sight of blood pooling around my knees, shimmered in the fantastic light as my world faded with only pain remaining and the sound of ripping flesh as the thing from outside clamped it’s teeth into my neck. What lay in front of me was a spinning aura of amazing light. Surrounding it was nothing, nothing at all. It was if the world was being erased and in it’s place strange beings, larger than life come here for what? I would never know the answer as I screamed. Floating, I was floating. Looking back at myself, my fear was gone and I ascended. No longer were the boundaries, no longer did I care as I watched that being devour my flesh, I was floating.