RE: The Gost and other spine-curdling tales of terror
04-25-2012, 04:32 AM
Ix, your eight-year-old self has inspired me. Spoilering it so I don't steal your thunder.
Show Content
SpoilerDist put his cigarette in the ashtray and sighed. Business had been slow lately, but that wasn't what was bothering him. (Although it would have bothered Sara, God rest her soul, if he came up short on the bills a third month in a row.)
He still hadn't found any leads on the Gost.
Oh, it had started out harmless enough - sure, there were mummies and vampires and werewolves and all that. But they weren't that threatening, and nobody really got hurt.
He should have known better. He should have realized it when "Uncle Ken" came back to life.
Well, okay, not really. He was just a kid, how was he supposed to know? But Pat or Charlie or Mary, or Uncle Martin, they were adults. They should have known better.
But they missed Uncle Ken too much. They wanted to believe it. They got the kids to believe it, too.
Got the kids to let their guard down.
When the adults died, they figured they'd come back, just like "Uncle Ken" did. Then he turned on them.
Andrew was the first to go. Then Hailie. Hank ended up sacrificing himself so that Sara and Dist could escape.
Dist sighed again.
And then the Gost had come back a year ago. Killed all their new friends. Sara was heartbroken. Dist started up the agency in hopes that investigating paranormal activity would give him a chance to close in on the Gost, catch it by surprise.
And then it caught Sara.
That damn Gost had killed his entire family. He was the only one left. And everyone he got close to soon died, too.
He unlocked his desk drawer and pulled out his gun.
He'd had enough. Tonight, it would end, one way or another.
Either the Gost would go down, this time permanently... or he would.
He still hadn't found any leads on the Gost.
Oh, it had started out harmless enough - sure, there were mummies and vampires and werewolves and all that. But they weren't that threatening, and nobody really got hurt.
He should have known better. He should have realized it when "Uncle Ken" came back to life.
Well, okay, not really. He was just a kid, how was he supposed to know? But Pat or Charlie or Mary, or Uncle Martin, they were adults. They should have known better.
But they missed Uncle Ken too much. They wanted to believe it. They got the kids to believe it, too.
Got the kids to let their guard down.
When the adults died, they figured they'd come back, just like "Uncle Ken" did. Then he turned on them.
Andrew was the first to go. Then Hailie. Hank ended up sacrificing himself so that Sara and Dist could escape.
Dist sighed again.
And then the Gost had come back a year ago. Killed all their new friends. Sara was heartbroken. Dist started up the agency in hopes that investigating paranormal activity would give him a chance to close in on the Gost, catch it by surprise.
And then it caught Sara.
That damn Gost had killed his entire family. He was the only one left. And everyone he got close to soon died, too.
He unlocked his desk drawer and pulled out his gun.
He'd had enough. Tonight, it would end, one way or another.
Either the Gost would go down, this time permanently... or he would.