From a small dark hole in a wall behind a washer in a basement, the nightmare emerges.
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Karil Wade Horror Writer
From darkness evil stalks us. Living outside our light, retreating into darkness, never fully of our world. Only in our dreams and darkest corners of our existence does it approach boldly. We glance nervously into the dark pockets of the hallway after extinguishing the lights, the glow of the bedroom lamp the only beacon at the end of it. What could possibly reach out from the darkness to get us? Our imaginations and nightmares know. Do you?
From Darkness is a story of evil commanding an entrance into this world. A young woman's battle to stop it-her sister, whom she loves, its target. From a small dark hole in a wall behind a washer in a basement, the nightmare emerges. A nightmare that visited this basement before and the people who live on Orca Island. An evil deified and forgotten, returning once again from darkness to devour the light.
The real estate agent headed down the creaking stairs, aided with the light pouring in from the open stairway door. Tina hesitated, watching Mike go out the back porch door and down the outside steps and around the corner of the house and out of sight. She could barely see the realtors back, as his footsteps kept descending. The smell of earth was strong in the stairway, as Tina cautiously followed him down.
"Here's the problem. There's a few bulbs burnt out," the realtor said as he tapped the offending bulbs one by one, where they hung from the ceiling.
It was an unfinished basement and very deep. She guessed, fourteen feet from floor to rafters. Cobwebs and spider webs hugged the wooden framed ceiling as she passed their level on the stairs. She never had liked unfinished basements, they reminded her of an open grave, big enough to bury a house and the people in it.
"Stop it," Tina thought. It was vast and empty, echoing with their gritty footsteps. Like a tomb not meant to be disturbed.
"Shit! Stop it!" Tina reminded her thoughts. A beam of light followed the stair steps down with Mike's footsteps behind it.