Monsters under the bed Aak fictionspawn

Sleep

Hey kid! What’s up?

Jeremy opened his eyes. Someone was talking to him from under the bed.

Who’s there?

Uh.. We… I mean, I’m… A friend! That’s it, a friend.

Several voices giggled. Friend.. Hihihi! Good one, good one, goo…

Shut up! You’re ruining it!

Johnny sat up.

Come down here, man! It’s fun! Don’t be afraid, we’ll have a great time, just me and you!..

Window moonlight Aak fictionspawn

Goodbye

He walked through the house, memories were flowing. Children playing. Him, his sister, happier than anywhere else. Laughing and playing when the house was still full of life.

He walked to the window, pulled the curtain aside. The old tree stood there in all it splendour, looking fresh and alive. It had been dead for years, now he could here the wind whisper in its leaves. A shadow stood underneath it, a silhouette of a figure, a person…

Minotaur Aak fictionspawn

The Minotaur

I’ve recycled one of my older illustrations on this one, since I’m kind of on vacation. The original story, which is very different, can be read here: Knossos

They stood in silence. They had lost the rest of the group in the darkness. They had been walking through the tunnels for a long time.

They could hear the loud brawl from somewhere down the halls, echoing between the walls. It was coming closer, from all sides at once.

We need to get out of here! Derkylos’ voice trembled.

There is no way out, Melegros answered, resigned. We’re lost. He was holding Alcmene’s hand.

The brawl came closer. A scream. One of the girls. Another. Then a boy.

Come on, we have to get out of here! Alcmene pulled Melegros up on his feet. The three of them ran down a staircase, passed a corner. The screams continued.

A light. Somewhere down the hallway they saw a little light in the tunnel.

Run! We can make it!

Melegros stopped. That’s not daylight.

They were eyes… (more)

Eye in the Sky Aak fictionspawn

Eye in the Sky

Randy pulled the stolen bottle out of his pocket, took a good sip of the brown liquid and made a frown.

Bobby grabbed the bottle. -Good job, Randy! Let’s go!

They drove into town, and down the main street, which was in fact the only street in their town. Harry the police officer was watching them from a parking lot. The three boys stared back at him.

-Man, how I hate him, Randy said.

-Yeah, man. Bill said from the back seat. -The other day he was asking me all kinds of questions. He wouldn’t let me go. And I hadn’t done shit all day!

When they came to the end of the street, they turned around. Then they drove back.

-Do ever get, like tired of this? Randy said after a while.

-Tired of what?

-Driving up and down the street?

-I dunno…? What else could we do?

Silence.

-Give me the bottle, asshole!

Billy took another sip.

The car stopped. Billy fell forward, spilling whiskey all over his shirt. -What the fuck, man…

The two other said nothing, just stared up in the sky.

An eye was staring down at them…

Restricted area. Aak fictionspawn

Restricted Area

Peter crept under the fence, dragging his crutches behind him. Mick was already on his feet, looking down towards the facility further down the hill.

-What do you think is down there? he said.

-I don’t know. I hope we won’t have to run this time, though. I’m not so fast these days.

Peter had broken his leg when he jumped off a container to get out of the old paper factory a month ago. They used to do this, jumping over fences in restricted areas. It had become an obsession.

They walked slowly towards the buildings further down. They could see people moving around, some dressed as scientists, others in guard uniforms. The timing was horrible, with crutches and all, but Mick was always very convincing.

They reached some rows of tube piles giving them shelter, taking them down towards the buildings.

A man came out between the tube rows. (more)

Girl in danger. Aak fictionspawn

Not Spoiled by Water – Rain on the Roof

This is the third part of a horror series called Not Spoiled by Water. The parts can be read in any order. The other parts so far are The Supper and Play by the Lake.

Mari lay in her bed watching the heavy rain hit the roof outside her window. She couldn’t sleep tonight either. Daylight was already emerging, the nights were short at this time of year.

She heard voices downstairs. Loud, angry voices. Her mother and her uncle. She got out of bed, wanting to know what they were saying. What they were hiding.

She heard a strange thump sound. Then there was silence. She looked through the fence poles of the staircase. Her mum was lying on the floor. A pool of blood was growing underneath her, soaking the wooden floor. Hans was holding a fireplace hook in his hand.

He looked up. Their eyes locked. A smile spread on his face… (More)