A boy by the lake. Horror. Aak fictionspawn

Not Spoiled by Water – Play by the Lake

This story is connected to my earlier post Not Spoiled by Water – The Supper, and part of an ongoing horror series. They can be read individually.

Gunnhild couldn’t find her little boy anywhere. She went up to the old tree, he sometimes liked to play up there. She couldn’t find him. She looked under the house. Nothing.

She walked down the path towards the firewood shelter. Her father was there.

-Have you seen Peder? She asked.

-No I haven’t. Maybe he’s down by the lake?

The lake. She looked over her shoulder in a fast movement. 

“Be careful down by the lake, little Peder. Something might just push you under.” Her brother’s words… (More)

Family supper. Aak fictionspawn

Not Spoiled by Water – The Supper

-Who’s Peder?

Silence. Mari’s mother looked down at her plate. Her uncle Hans had a strange smile on his face. He didn’t smile much.

-Where did you hear that name? Her grandmother’s voice was shaking. Mari wasn’t sure if it was anger or fear. Maybe it was both, or something else. She didn’t answer.

-I said, where did you hear that name?

-I didn’t hear it, Mari said. I found a drawing…

Another long silence. No one said anything. Her grandma looking at straight at her. Her mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.

-He was your brother, Uncle Hans said… (More)