Mike: The Beginning of Fear

Mike drove the last 3 hours to Englehart in a daze and barely remembered the countryside he’d passed. The words “savior and judge” repeated themselves in his head like a broken record.At last, the Mercedes pulled onto Flick Street and Mike exhaled. He felt as though he’d been holding his breath ever since his visit from the entity.“You’ve got the wrong guy” he thought.If anyone needed convincing, it was his brother. And what Mike needed to do right now was convince his brother to participate in the family ritual. Their own father had completed the ritual on his 31st birthday as did his grandfather and great-grandfather.Mike’s father had called it a curse. Luke had called it insane.Mike saw the familiar tire swinging from the arthritic willow and took note of the darkened windows on his brother’s house. He sensed that behind all the velvet draperies and gossamer sheets, a family saga was about to unfold.He pulled into the long, newly paved driveway and parked in behind his brother’s nondescript minivan.“There’s no escaping now” he said softly.He checked his appearance in the rear-view mirror and smoothed out his unruly, dark curls with his hand. He looked into the tired, gray eyes in the rectangular reflection and his brother looked back.In that part of your brain where you keep your foremost thoughts, Mike heard, “I know you are here”. He waited to hear more, but then other thoughts began to fill the space and he knew that Luke had shut him out.Getting out of the car, he stretched and studied the nature of the street.As he walked to the front door of the house, he began to feel as if a thousand tiny hands were reaching inside his chest and trying to rip out his heart. The closer he got to the door, the slower he walked. It was as though some unseen force was trying to reel him in.He put his hand on the doorknob and was instantly pushed from behind with great force. He slammed into the door and spun around, only to meet up with a gush of foul, stale smelling air. His hair blew away from his face and tickled the back of his neck and he was scared.Breathing in deeply, he was overwhelmed by a revolting stench coming through the doorway and sickened by it, he threw up.He pushed open the door and shook his head in a futile attempt to erase the horrid vision before him.Luke and his wife Wendy sat huddled in a corner, trembling with fear and shock.In the center of the room was a hole. And it appeared to be overflowing with a strange green fog. The room seemed cave-like and all along the walls were hundreds of luminescent shapes. You could say that they looked like tiny people who had suffered at the hands of a head hunter and were then dipped into nucleate waste because each tiny form glowed with an eerie green light. Each shape was about a foot long and they all seemed to be depending on the ceiling, hanging by invisible threads. Their eyes rolled and they were not bloodshot…they were blood.Wendy’s face was buried in Luke’s shoulder and Luke just sat there, wide-eyed staring at the ghostly figures.He knew that if he did not get Luke and Wendy moving…fast..they too could become part of the grisly entourage that was starting to float around them now.Moving quickly,he stepped in between Luke and the source of his hypnotic scene and squatting down before them, he held out his hands.Luke looked at Mike as though he had never seen him before in his life and Mike thought “My God! It is too late.”-to be continued.

Mike: The Beginning of Fear

deb cole

Hamilton, Canada

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The second part of the Mike and Luke series. The first one being Mike: A Revelation which is currently featured in The Writer’s Edge group.
Hope you like it! :o Finally get 2 minutes to do some writing!!

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