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We know instinctively, to protect ourselves from dangerous situations, circumstances, and people, to fight when our lives or the lives of our loved ones are threatened. These threats come in many forms, the nice neighbor next door that turns out to be a serial killer… or, the stalker that watches, waits, and then sneaks into the house in the middle of the night and robs you… better still, the town sheriff that’s really a child-rapist eyeing the neighborhood children…
As the mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, policing agencies, and men and women of the United States armed forces have proven time and time again, if we can see them, we can defend ourselves against them… but how do you fight an enemy that has no face… an otherworldly being that has no flesh and bones…?
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Deprés Talks
When we’re born we wander through this earth with blinders on, purposely shielded, oblivious to all that’s going on around us, seen and unseen. Our choices open certain doors, take us down certain paths, and unveil the ‘hidden knowledge’ in this world. Sometimes the choices are made for us; sometimes we make them our selves, but it’s hard to know what the result will be, good or bad, unless we walk through the door.
One thing is certain... the battle between good and evil will go on as long as the cycle of birth and death continues... and there are things that we would be better off not knowing, things that when unearthed alter our lives forever. So if you insist on dabbling in areas better left untouched, make sure you are ready to deal with the consequences.
Excerpt
BELLA WAS FIVE the night it started, the quaint little pink and white room with teddy bears perched on their stools in front of the tall mirror on the old oak dresser she shared with her sister, and baby dolls peeking out of their dollhouses situated just so in the corners, was dark and eerily quiet.
Her sister slept undisturbed in the bed beneath her while she lay there, wide-awake, paralyzed with fear, unable to move anything but her eyes, a scream clotted in the back of her throat.
If her sister who was securely nestled under her Barbie blanket in the bed just beneath her was unaware of the drama unfolding in the still of the night, surely her parents, a world away in their upstairs bedroom could not help her, nor could her older brother in the room just across the hall.
The outline of the ominous figure, illuminated only by the glow from its eyes, stood defiantly glaring at Bella. She could feel the pressure on her chest as the evil entity straddled her, rested all of its weight on her chest cavity in its attempt to suffocate her, cut off her oxygen, until finally her vision blurred, darkness seeped into the edges of her sight, she succumbed to it, and she slept.
The next day was sunny and bright but Bella hardly noticed. She worried over what would happen when, once again, darkness descended like a cloak, isolating her from the comfort and safety of her family.
As the day wore on and she anticipated the night, she became worried… when the sun slipped behind the trees her worry turned to fear… and by the time day gave way to night; her fear had turned to terror…
Unbeknownst to Bella, sweet little naïve Bella, this ominous entity with eyes ablaze that terrorized her in her bed in the night, would stanchly pursue her well into her adult life.
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