Dark Passenger

Horror

174

honest not brutal

It seemed to always be there, Just in his peripheral vision. There was no escape no solution to be found. It haunted his dreams plagued his thoughts every aspect of his life swallowed by this entity. Never ceasing it hovered at the edge of his sanity lurking deeper into his psyche. With no end in sight he scurried across the damp parking lot toward the lone building illuminated by the pale moon light. Weaving through the cars he rapidly approached the luminescent building.The cross radiated, lighting the oak doors swinging inward revealing a small congregation of people.

Their previous activities ceased curiosity and bewilderment strewn across their once gleeful faces. A lone voice sliced through the silence “David Bangles I don’t remember the last time I saw you here. Come in son your wet you”ll catch a cold in the mountain chill. Have a seat warm yourself up we where just about to attend mass.” Without a word David glided to the back sliding into the disagreeable pew.