What Lurks Between - A SciFi Horror Novella - Part Seven
More of the adventures of Barry and the space vampire bunny…or whatever it is.
Things are looking pretty grim for our hero right now. Let’s see what happens next, shall we? I'm combining the next two sections into one post, because they're both short.
Again, am I not kind? ;)
What Lurks Between - Part Seven
By the time we returned to my apartment, self-loathing consumed me.
What had I done? I let this…thing…kill that poor man. I did not even try to stop it. Worse, part of me had enjoyed it, or at least was not completely repulsed by it.
I slammed the door shut and flung my wallet and keycard onto the small table standing next to the door, then made quick work of removing my trench coat and hurling it into the corner. Then I stumbled over to the couch and collapsed. I pressed my palms against my forehead and felt myself on the edge of tears.
The bunny-monster, whatever it was, hopped slowly across the small room toward the couch from where it had landed when I took off the trench coat
.
Rest. More tomorrow.
I found myself sobbing as I shook my head in denial. “No,” I whispered. “I can’t.”
The pressure came crashing down on my mind again, and I felt its weight upon me as it hopped up onto my abdomen. Pain lanced through me as it landed and dug in.
Were its claws longer? It felt like it.
You will. You cannot stop me.
The pain grew greater, and I heard myself scream. Thankfully, I lost consciousness soon after that. But the monster’s final words echoed through my mind as dreams took me.
It continued that way for the next week.
When I was not asleep, or engaged in biological necessities, the bunny monster rode me out onto the streets. And every time we went out, it took another victim. I lost track of the number of nameless schlubs the bunny monster killed, but it was a lot. And a slideshow of faces, all dead now, were emblazoned on my memory.
I saw them when I slept. I saw them in the bathroom mirror when I brushed my teeth and shaved. When the monster let me do those mundane things, anyway, which was not often. I could not escape the memory of those poor people.
At some point during the week, it struck me that I needed to go into work. Clark had not actually fired me, after all. He might not care, but presumably the company would care that I was alright, not dead on Ketcham Station.
And how exactly had that worked out, anyway?
I had no idea. I still could not remember what happened up there, though it was improving. Instead of essentially a big black blur of no memory at all, I slowly began to get flashes. Just individual images, an occasional face, a spoken word. Not enough to make any sense of. But it was something.
The point was moot, though. No sooner had I voiced the thought about returning to work than the bunny monster put the kibosh on it. I was not to go anywhere without it, and it was not going to my place of employment.
For a moment, before the pain began, I had the impression it was actually afraid of where I worked, for some reason.
Then I learned never to think on such things again.
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Hahahaha! So sinister. I like the thing.
Going to have to question your taste in friends if you keep this up. I mean, would you like a thing that....
But I judge unfairly. You have not seen what this thing is truly about.
Yet.
;)
Good point. I see what you did there!
I enjoy good antagonists, which may be distorting my view on the thing.
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