Get Thee

I looked into the candle light the flame dancing around as almost if it were alive it's light reflecting and bouncing off the polished wooden floors of the room. I could feel it, that feeling, that sensation that grabbed my attention two hours ago. Yes it was here watching waiting but, where. I could feel it's stare all around me. How could it still be hungry how? I quickly turn around catching a swift movement in the darkness. I turn around looking into the candle, my only guiding light and salvation from the beast. I stare and contemplate what had started only two hours ago.

It was me, Jeff, Alex, and Alex's girlfriend Stacy I always hated that bitch the arrogant and bitchy way she talked to me and Jeff when she was around like we were children and she was our baby-sitter always clinging around Alex's arm acting pathetic to get what she wanted. That's the only reason she came with us tonight because, she gave Alex those pathetic puppy dog eyes. He caved and begged us to let her come we agreed but, laid down some rules he had to give us ten bucks each, no whining, and above all and probably the most important not a word was to leave her lips. The next day we met at my house to discuss the plan. Getting to the abandoned nunnery would not be easy. The road was long grown over with bushes and vines making it impossible to drive through. The only way was to park a block away and go across the Johnson farm and old man Johnson was very keen of his rifle and would enjoy taking shots at anything crossing his property.

After our classes the next day it was about four in the afternoon. We quickly went back to our dorms and got some supplies: flashlights, rope, a knife, some food, a hammer and chisel (souvenirs are nice), matches and a camera. We then quickly set out the hour drive seemed to take three times longer with the feeling of excitement in my gut. I could tell we all felt the same way except for Stacy who was sighing deeply in the car letting everyone know how miserable she was. Jeff quickly turned around and gave her a glare that even made my skin crawl. Soon after Jeff parked and we looked from our parking spot at at the edge of the ten acre Johnson property at the nunnery its silhouette visible against the setting sun. It was five now and the sun was going down, Alex was using the cameras zoom to get a closer look while me and Jeff just stared. While Stacy leaned against the care letting out another deep sigh.

Soon the sun went over the horizon and night was setting in we used the dark to our advantage and we made our way across the Johnson property luckily the property had alot of small bushes to hide behind all of us crouching low to avoid being spotted. We were about 10 feet away from the edge when I heard a snap under my shoe. We froze after a few minutes nothing so we continued then we heard the slam of the front screen door of Old man Johnson's shack and the clumsy fumbling of the loading of an old fashioned bolt-action rifle. Followed by "Where are you, you damn kids?, Mr.Johnson has a present for you." followed by a half crazed cackle. We bolted up the hill to the nunnery as a single shot rang out in the night. We soon found our selves at the main door to the nunnery.

Stacy let out a loud sigh saying "ALLLEEEXXXX, I broke a heel" (dumb bitch we told her to wear tennis shoes). Alex quickly quieted her she let out a loud huff of displeasure at being told to be quiet. I slowly reached into the bag a grabbed a flashlight and reached my hand out to open the door. It creaked loudly Alex and Stacy quickly reached for the other two flashlights. Jeff looked at Stacy with that glare again, because, it was our own responsibility to provide our own supplies which she had none of but, being ever resourceful he grabbed the camera and used turned on the camera light to guide his way. We entered the main hall realizing this section was a small church complete with pews and an alter. We walked slowly toward the alter closely examining every detail i caught the camera flashing from in my peripheral vision I walked behind the alter and looked under it. Words were etched into it as if by a finger nail stating "The Devil is in this place" I chuckled thinking it was probably done by some other college kids to give us a scare, I chuckled and called to take a picture, but, he didn't answer I turned around but, he was gone.

I called to Alex who walked out of the confession both his pants hastily pulled up and his belt still undone.Stacy quickly followed her hair a mess and a bra strap hang off her tank-top. I look at them with almost a look of disbelief but, I guess those two are always ready to bone. I say "Did you guys see Jeff". they both shake their heads. I figured he was being an ass just hiding to scare us. I say in a loud voice like how your parents did when they knew where you were hiding "Weeeellllll I don't know where Jeff is I guess we will just have to go on without him, I hope he does not jump out and scare us". I motion to Alex and Stacy and we move on the next room looks like a dining hall the floors shine as the light from my flashlight bounces off the floor. I see some old dining candles on the table stuffing them in the bag saying to Alex "you never know". I see Stacy admiring a painting at the head of the table saying "This painting is creepy it's like his eyes are following you". I look at it closer and realize it is a painting of moses you know the ones where he has devil horns and flaming eyes because, of a mistranslation from Hebrew to Latin. She was right though his flaming eyes followed you alright in a way that went down to you soul.

I broke my eyes away from it, it was just getting to weird to look at. I call for Alex and Stacy to get a move on when Alex says "hey look" he walks over to a pulpit on the other end of the room that was probably used to read the bible from during meals where the camera lay. He picked it up and looked through the recent picture but, none of them were from the nunnery in fact it was empty, which wasn't unusual considering we used an empty memory stick in the camera for this trip. Alex looked at me quizzically saying "didn't Jeff take pictures with this" I nodded it then dawned on me Jeff never showed up. I called out to him saying it wasn't funny anymore with no response I let out a deep sigh, Then the sky lit up with lightning and a crack of thunder as ran started to pour. Stacy moaned "Ugh now were going to be here forever". I sighed "lets keep moving" Alex replied "I'll catch up this room is fucking creepy and I want some picture besides Jeff may show up". Stacy whined "Alex I done with this room lets go!!!" He replied "I will only be a minute go on with Matt" now it was my turn to sigh. I motioned Stacy over as we moved on going down a hallway and turning the corner last seeing Alex taking a picture of the Moses painting.

Me and Stacy walked into the next room, It looked like the bed room with a few beds lining the back wall. I checked the end tables finding bibles with all the pages ripped out only leaving the hard cover. Stacy then said "You know I hate you". I rolled my eyes trying to be as sarcastic as possible "ooohhh reeaallly, that is such a shame i always wanted to be your friend." She let out a huff and turned away to look at a bed. the storm raged outside as I continued to look through the drawers finding nothing of interest I turn around and Stacy suddenly says "I left my flashlight with Alex come with me to get it". The audacity of the bitch saying she hates me then asking me to come with her. I tell her to get it herself she leaves the room fuming as i check under the beds. Suddenly a scream pierces the calming sound of rain hitting the room causing me to hit my head on a bed as a jumped up to head towards the scream. I grasp my forehead and run to the dining room about to curse at Stacy for screaming but, when I turned the corner I gagged. Stacy shook as she look at the horrific figure of what i could only assume to be Alex's body. His close lie on the floor as a flayed body hang from the rafter only held up by dripping flesh. As I regain my mind I look around and see That on the painting of Moses a wicked smile had been drawn in blood.

Stacy gets hysterical I could see a scream leaving her lips and I quickly clasp my hand over her mouth. I point my index finger of my free hand to my lips and say sssshhhh. I listen to hear light walking in the church area. I slowly lower my hand from Stacy's mouth walking towards the entrance. I get half way down the hall way and my flash light flickers then cuts out leaving me in darkness except for the occasional lightning bolt. I reach in my pack for one of the candles from earlier and light a match to ignite it, the match blows out from a breeze that seemed to come from nowhere just as I make it through the entrance. Lightning strikes lighting up the the church through the stain glass bathing the area in sickening light of all shades in colors illuminating a figure in the back of the room heading for the door of what I presumed to be the bell tower but, in that split second it saw me it looked at me and even though I didn't get to see it's face I knew it made a twisted smile.

I dropped the candle where I stood and hurried back to Stacy who was in the corner camera in hand. Going through to pictures I looked over her shoulder seeing she just was looking through the slide show. Only three pictures but she kept repeating the slide show. The first was of the Moses picture which I guess is the one we saw Alex taking, then one was just Alex's face with a blank stare the same kind as a dead corpse then the last one being the Moses painting with that twisted smile drawn upon it. I grabbed her and pulled her up by the arm throwing the camera across the room saying we have to get out of here. I gave her a candle and lit it and took the last one and did the same. we made quick steps toward the front door only to find them locked. Or a better way to say it is it was tied closed with something that gave me chills it appeared to some sort of assortment of muscle sinews and tendons. Stacy let out a yelp I quickly hushed her. look up at the door was an arrow drawn in blood leading for the bell tower door.

I turned my head towards the door, seeing it quickly shut as if someone was poking their head out but, quickly left. I listened and heard the light footsteps again. I clung the candle close the hot wax burning dripping and burning my hand. I looked at my watch three hours to go till sunrise, clinging then to the belief that the light would protect me. I approached the door then for the second time that night something interrupted the sound of rain but, this time it wasn't a scream. I heard the bell being rung i could hear it echo down the hill, while a small raspy voice chimed along in almost a whisper "ddiiiiiinnnnngggg dddddoooonnnngg, ddiiinnnnnngggg dooonnnggg" but, that was just it there was no dong it was muffled something was blocking the bell from hitting the other side. I mustered my courage and charged up the stairs around and around i ran only to find half way up the ringing stopped. I came to the top and saw blood dripping from inside the bell i knew what happened to Jeff.

I stared up into the bell seeing Jeff his eyes glazed over. His bones were crushed after hitting the bell but I fear by the look of his body he had been long dead. Whatever was doing this wasn't content to just kill us, it was sadistically toying with us. Jeff had has his arms and legs broken so many times they were used to tie him to the hanging part of the bell. I then heard a familiar scream quickly turning around to see Stacy hadn't followed me. I rushed down the stairs my candle had gone out when i originally ran up to find Stacy halfway in the bell-tower room the other half in the church, she was holding on to the doorway trying not to be pulled away. I drew the knife out of the bag and stab through the ajar door only held open by her body but, as I thrust the knife a clawed hand grabbed my arm crushing it until I dropped the knife. Then in an instant she was gone I heard her screaming all the way to the bed room area of the nunnery followed by the sickening sound of her painful screams as I imagine the beast using the knife to kill her. Then absolute silence. Then a slow moan that grew and grew until it was an unearthly cackle that rang out through the hallway. I reached into my pocket for the matches and re-lit my candle.

I made my way to the dining room. I collapsed on the floor. Alex's body was gone. I looked at my are to see myself heavily bleeding loud smacking came from the bed room but suddenly stopped I tried to stay silent but, my body betrayed me as I coughed up a small bit of blood. Then a flurry of movement my candle now but a small stub in the complete darkness of the dining hall, the sadistic smile on Moses' mouth seems to mock me in the candle light. I looked into the candle light the flame dancing around as almost if it were alive it's light reflecting and bouncing off the polished wooden floors of the room. I could feel it, that feeling, that sensation that grabbed my attention two hours ago. Yes it was here watching waiting but, where. I could feel it's stare all around me. How could it still be hungry how? I quickly turn around catching a swift movement in the darkness. I turn around looking into the candle, my only guiding light and salvation from the beast. With a deep sigh I say to the darkness with my arm bleeding so profusely I feel my strength leaving me "why God why?" A loud cackle replies "your God can not help you here besides don't you like games?" I slowly life my bleeding arm up putting my hand to may mouth licking my index and thumb finger and extinguishing the candle as I said "game over."