Sitting and lazily swiveling in my broken leatherette desk chair, I looked around my office, searching its contents for some sense of purpose for being there, but much to no avail. Brown bookcases lined the walls, squeezed tightly together in a uniform fashion. The shelves were concave, virtually choking on artifacts collected (hoarded, really) over… Continue reading Roadkill
Something is taking from Sanford Witter. Something in the walls.
§.24 After Marla returned upstairs, and his exercises were finished, Harmon showered, dressed in a plain black T and blue jeans and went for a walk. He headed for the convenience store to the north of Andy's abode where he hoped he might obtain cigarettes, coffee, jerky and a newspaper. He felt light, relaxed and… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 24
§.22 Harmon pulled into the parking lot of the northeastern shopping center, its glassy, odd-angling facade shimmering with the solis like molten crystal. He squinted against the glare, put on his sunglasses, checked his wrist watch, exited the vehicle and headed for the pet food store. It loomed a story above every other building, its… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 22
§.17 They descended the stairs as thunder ranged beyond the ambit of the creaking tumbledown. Lyla wanted to watch a movie. Inquiries concerning the cinematic acumen of all present were made, with Andy judged most-knowledgeable, they settled into the massive, tattered and musty couch as their host plopped in a old VHS titled 'Fractured Mirror.'… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 17
§.15 Harmon drew the device's teeth against the wood grain. The sound of the chainsaw split the tranquility of the placid Sunday afternoon and sent the sparrows spinning from their thorny thrones. The smell of the wood, the metal, the machine's furious humming engulfing the grotesque chittering of the wide outer bright. He stood over… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 15
§.12 When Harmon waved to Sprawls as he made breakfast the man only shook his head and sneered. "What?" "Why you still here?" "Where were you expecting me to be?" "Anywhere but here. I told you last night. Ain't gonna work out." "Are you being serious?" "I ain't gonna throw you out. I know you… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 12