Undertaker's Moon (Excerpt)
The
distant rattle of chains. Then a long and mournful howl, bouncing off
the shadowy walls in the dead of night, penetrating plaster and wood,
squeezing like a cold draft through the tight cracks of the floor
beneath his bed and prying his four-year-old mind from the depths of a
sound sleep.
Brian sat up, clutching the edge of his blanket
in his tiny hands. He peered into the semi-darkness of the upstairs
nursery. Half of his surroundings were shrouded in nocturnal gloom, the
other half etched in the silvery moonlight that shone through the
window.
He sat there, his ears straining against the silence,
trying to determine whether he had been dreaming or not. Then the
horrible sound came again – a high pitched wailing like some animal
torn between loneliness and insanity. Brian was about to call out for
his parents, but the noise of rattling chains caused the words to
freeze in his throat. There was the sound of metal links clinking one
against the other, followed by the tortured screech of steel being
stretched beyond its capacity. There came the brittle report of the
expected break, and then unnerving silence filled the house once again.
Brian
closed his eyes and listened for more sounds. He heard nothing at
first, but then they came. First there was the faint creak of heavy
footsteps on the risers of the staircase, then the noise of harsh
breathing. He could hear the dreadful sounds as they reached the top of
the stairs and then started down the hallway… toward the nursery.
Tears
of fright squeezed from beneath his eyelids as he heard the creature
halt in front of his door. The coarse breathing continued, sounding
like the huff and puff of a fireplace bellows. A metallic rattle forced
him to open his eyes. He could see the brass knob of the nursery door
jiggling in a slash of moonlight. Whoever was out there couldn't get
in. The door was locked. Brian's mother did that sometimes, for a
reason the child couldn't quite understand.
But as a low
growl rumbled from behind the wooden barrier, Brian knew that such
precautions could not insulate him from the boogeyman that lurked on
the other side. His suspicions were affirmed a moment later. A mighty
snarl rang through the upstairs hallway and, suddenly, the top panel of
the door split open, sending slivers of wood spinning into the room. A
dark appendage of muscle, bone, and glossy black hair exploded through
the jagged hole and Brian realized at once that it was the gnarled hand
of some horrible beast that was groping through the darkness for him.
"Mommy!" he shrieked shrilly. "Daddy!"
Abruptly,
the door exploded and the beast was inside. It was huge and shadowy,
its shoulders nearly as broad as the width of his bed and its height
mashing its pointed ears against the plaster of the high ceiling. The
spattering of winter moonlight that filtered through the frosty panes
of the window brought out the most horrifying features of his unwelcome
visitor. The long ivory teeth dripping with glistening slaver, the dark
claws twinkling like honed blades, and the eyes. The deep brown eyes
that blazed like fire beneath ferocious brows.
Eyes that seemed hauntingly familiar to the cowering child.
[END/]
Undertaker's Moon is in part a Free Audio-Book/novel By Ronald Kelly
My Thoughts: It's ghastly, filled with gore and drowning in violence.
Undertaker's Moon is just a simple werewolf thriller.
That
is very likely to send a shiver or two down you're spine. I picked this
audio for my site because i find it very interesting & I'm sure
some others will too. It'll either make you sick or maybe even scared.
It's not really a story for the weak hearted. The readers voice is
eerily calm and drove me to turn on my bedroom light...lmao :P (Grade
B-)
Time:
Summary: Are you sacred of the dark? Well, you should be. lol
WARNING: Lots of violence and gore.
Rating: 16+
Stephanie x
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