Deceased (Part 2)

(Free images on Unslpash.com) I need to do something; these doors are going to collapse at any moment, and I’ll be one of them. The banging on the doors of the warehouse was growing louder. The large shutter convulsed under the pressure, the hinges about to give away. I was trapped inside, the other door...

Stalked (Part 12: Finale)

Photo by Thirdman on Pexels.com “You are here finally, good. We have waited for you for ages, waited patiently in hell, waiting for this time. WAKE UP NOW…..” I opened my eyes in mind-numbing darkness. The back of my head throbbed with excruciating pain as I grumbled and fumbled to sit up, I really need...

Stalked (Part 11)

Photo by Julia Volk on Pexels.com I opened my eyes as faint light filled up the room. I sat up in my bed, not knowing how I ended up in there. My dream was still fresh in my mind, the scent in the air, that mighty tree, that face beaming underneath. Sarah, I whispered. “Ah,...

Stalked (Part 10)

Photo by Andru00e9 Cook on Pexels.com I was standing in a vast empty field. The warm, gentle spring sun was bright in the sky, a cool breeze rustled through my clothes. I could feel the grass under my bare feet, scent of distant flower drifted in the air. I didn’t know where I was, still,...

Stalked (Part 9)

Photo by Thirdman on Pexels.com I made my way to the small dining room on the ground floor of the lodge. There were no more than three small tables lying in the room and chairs neatly piled up in one corner. Jav was sitting at one of the tables, an empty chair on the other...

Stalked (Part 8)

  I silently walked towards the house and was about to step on the porch when I felt someone grab me by my arm, “Hey, where do you think you are going?” I was suddenly pulled out of my trance and I blinked away the voices in my head. An old man was standing beside...

Stalked (Part 7)

  I was back walking on the streets of this forsaken town. It was late afternoon and I didn’t have much to do. Sitting ideally in my room was driving me crazy, I still didn’t know where to start or what to do. One good point of contact seemed to be the ghost hunter who...