Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26540829-20150630154017

It didn’t start as you would believe! With the sky turning coal black, balls of fire destroying everything, streets cracking, buildings crumbling, demons and monstrous beings killing left and right, a godly evil rising from the lowest circle of Hell and dragging all the poor souls in it.

Ohh no, there was nothing like that, that’s Hollywood.

I once heard this saying, I can’t quite remember where but I think explains perfectly the end times:

“Darkness does not install itself instantly and the end will not come hasty. As a spider that does not kill it’s pray instantly, he’ll take it’s time, since fear tastes much … much better.”

I was living in a city, in the south-western part of England called Penzance on Lidden Road to the left side, as you walk from the main road near the sea, I had a nice house, open view to the Celtic Sea, brown roof, old greenish chimney, stone walls, and brick coverage for the first floor, simple yet a beautiful house.

It was a gloomy morning around 8 o’clock, a fog so thick that you could cut it with a knife. A storm was coming and thunders sang their songs from time to time. In the distance, the sky would illuminate by crimson red lightnings delivering their godly dance.

It was a stunning view and got me mesmerized, sitting on my rocking chair on the balcony, empty headed and eyes lost, looking to nothing until, something, caught my eye. The storm covered almost the entire visible horizon and it was approaching fast, but in the lightning riddled cloud that was like a smoldering piece of cotton, I could see it:

A dark shadow, it was distinguishable only because of its color, the purest black I have ever seen.

I was astonished; I’ve never seen anything like that! It was just a spherical black shadow, a “star” that the more I looked at it, a feeling of dread sparked in me, a unknown fear consumed me but at the same time, my curiosity just skyrocketed, I needed to know what that thing was but, as I was thinking about it, that object just started moving at an incredible speed, and landed in a park, near the main road, 100 meters from my home, on a long forgotten piece of land that was either a crowning or execution place.

I just got out of my house, ran near the main road, and was looking to see that black shape through the shattered land. Dust was clearing up, I was thinking about how this didn’t made any sound as its destruction power was clearly immense, and then … nothing, there was nothing only the hole, a perfectly round hole, nothing more, I was bewildered.

I walk slow, jump the little fence of the park and approach the hole, it was empty! I couldn’t get my mind around it, how could there be nothing there, I saw it, it made a hole, and then I remember that meteorites tend to shatter on impact so the hole it’s there but no obvious object that made it.

But why it was black?! That was the thought that kept creeping in my mind. As I was leaving, because I didn’t want to give explanations to the police when it will come, that feeling of dread returned, that dark shape kept coming in my mind, it’s blackness, and right when I jumped the fence my eyes and head felt heavy and in an instant I was down. I have passed out!

I woke up to powerful white light; I was on a hard hospital bed, in a hospital it would seem, as two nurses come towards me I ask them if I passed out? They told me that I was found at the entrance of my house, which was quite odd, because the last thing I remember was the main street after I jumped the fence of the park. Telling them about this left a puzzled look on their faces but one of them told me to rest assured for it was probably just partial amnesia and it would pass pretty soon so I can leave and call the hospital, after giving me a card, and ask for a Martha Stewart, the medic that took care of me, if I get other symptoms.

I left the hospital, called a cab, and went home. I could remember the reason and the path to the park but I could remember the road back, I couldn’t remember that I walked to my house only that I jumped the fence, it troubled me, I never experienced something like that.

I finally got home, I get in, and get from the fridge a little sandwich as I was starving and go upstairs on the balcony only to be left in shock!! As I was trying to comprehend what happened, I heard a creek but turned around to nothing, I looked, pinched myself and nothing, rubbed my eyes one thousand times but it wasn’t there, the hole made by that thing wasn’t there.

I called a neighbor and asked him if authorities covered the hole only to be presented with a puzzled voice and an even more baffled answer: “What hole?”

As I stood there, befuddled, hands cold, palms sweating, head hurting … I heard it, for the first time.

As if it was right behind me, whispering in my ear, leaving its cold breathe down my neck, a voice in the dark, sending a chill down my spine.

It was sweet as honey, a devilish tone, the kind of voice that you imagine, he who speaks it, has an evil smile on its face but the words that I heard that moment will be carved in my soul for eternity, for I am cursed:

“You will do just fine!”

I turned around and saw … nothing, not even a trace of what could possibly whisper those words, but a view to where was the hole yesterday.

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