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Hey, sorry I haven't been around here in a while. I've been super-busy.
I would like your thoughts on this story...
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The hotel room was quiet and ominous as Neil Jackson stared at William Richards pacing back and forth.
William took a sip of some scotch that he grabbed from the mini-bar, then said: “Writing slumps are in your mind Neil.”
“We already went over this, goddammit! How many times do I have to tell you?” exclaimed Neil.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I... I’m just confused. Can you explain it again?”
Neil sighed and placed his head in his hands, “I see the things I write,” he whispered almost inaudibly.
“I already got that part.”
“What the hell do you want then?” yelled Neil.
“I want to hear what happened to you at the party, so I can be sure I have my story straight.”
Neil looked at the grandfather clock: 10:06 PM.
“It was a bachelor party for friend...”
***
“Beer?” asked Joshua.
“Of course,” answered Neil.
Joshua turned around, looked at the bartender: “Two beers.”
The whole bar floor seemed to vibrate from the incredibly loud music.
Party lights were turned on as were the men who were watching the strippers.
Neil jumped when Joshua placed an ice cold beer next to his right hand.
“Calm down, my man,” said Joshua, laughing.
Neil took the beer opened it, gulped half of it down, and put it back on the table.
“I can’t believe this is my last night of independence,” said Joshua.
Neil put his hand on Joshua’s shoulder, “I’m really happy for you man. I’m sorry that you’re going to have a ball and chain for the rest of your life, but other than that, I’m happy for you.”
Joshua laughed and gave Neil a couple of hundred dollar bills, “Go get yourself a lap dance.”
“God bless you, sir.”
***
Neil eyed a cute redhead sitting in the corner by herself.
Make your move, hot shot.
He walked across the bar and sat next to her.
“What’s up?” asked Neil.
“I’m not interested in you,” said the redhead.
“Why not?”
“You are evil.”
Neil laughed, “You don’t even know me, sweetie.”
“Yes I do. You’re name is Neil Jackson, the famous horror writer. You got three girls pregnant and made all of them get abortions against their will.”
Neil rolled his eyes, “So now you’re psychic?”
“Actually, yes. I’m also a witch.”
Neil laughed harder, “Where’s your broom?”
The redhead smacked him hard.
Neil screamed in surprise.
“You bastard, don’t insult me!”
Neil glared at her and raised his hand to strike her.
The redhead socked him in the testicles.
Neil screamed louder, crashed in to the table, and fell on the floor.
The whole room was silent.
“You pregnant dog, I’m going to kill you!” yelled Neil.
The redhead stood up, “May your darkest creation haunt until the day you die,” and walked away.
***
The next day, Joshua was married, or, depending on how you look at it, got a life sentence.
Three days later, Neil was at his writing desk, typing furiously on his computer.
Bill begged for mercy as the thing in the mist grabbed his throat and threw him in to the air. He felt like a rag doll that a child had just found.
His dog, Hank, started to bark.
Neil cursed under his breath and looked outside.
There was a huge, dark figure standing in the yard. It stood in the shadows of the trees to prevent Neil from getting a good look at it.
Neil then ran to his room, got a pistol, and ran out to the yard.
Hank yelped as the dark figure lurched towards him.
Neil screamed in surprise and tripped over a rock.
The thing held the dog up in the air, screaming.
The thing had two green eyes and two horns on its forehead. It had spikes all along its pale arms and sharp teeth.
Neil screamed as he pointed the pistol at the demon.
Suddenly, blood splatter against Neil’s body after Hank yelped one last time.
Neil gagged to see his dog split in to two halves.
He felt a sudden blow to his head and fell in to the darkness...
***
“...I went to the hospital and stayed there for two days. I got out, got a hotel room, and went here.”
“Why didn’t you go back to your house?” asked William
“That thing might still be there.”
“Do you have any clue what it is?”
“Yes, that thing was a monster in my most recent published novel. Its name was ‘N’.”
“N?”
“Yes, humans can’t pronounce its name because it is beyond this world.”
“So, why’d you call me?”
“You’ve been my friend for twenty years, you’ve helped me get published and you’re among the few people I trust. I wanted to let you know what really happened.”
“Okay, I just don’t know what to think.”
Neil sighed, “I gotta use the can, okay?”
“Okay, I’ll get some more booze.”
Neil smiled and walked in to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
He broke down and wept.
Get yourself together.
After five minutes of total silence, Neil opened the door.
William was nowhere to be seen.
“William?”
Suddenly, the bathroom door slammed shut.
Neil turned around and saw William.
His eyes were green and claws came out of his fingernails. He smiled.
“No...”
“Boo!” exclaimed the thing.
Neil screamed, opened the bathroom door, and ran inside.
He jumped in to the bathtub.
This isn’t real...
The bathroom walls seemed to be moving closer to Neil.
Closer... closer... closer...
He saw a shadow on the shower curtain; claws reached forward and ripped it down.
The thing laughed, revealing its sharp teeth.
Neil felt it rip his stomach open. He could hear the sound of his intestines dropping to the floor.
It ripped open his throat. Blood splattered everywhere.
May your darkest creation haunt you until the day you die...
Neil screamed.
The thing mocked him and raised its claw.
Neil felt his skull break open as the thing’s arm fell...
Darkness...
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