Little Haven: And Now You Wait

Sharon’s Note: I see I have some Cabin in the Woods fans reading. “If they don’t transgress, they can’t be punished.” Good rule. Very true to fairy tales. Are you sure this is a fairy tale? Warning: The monsters might not have read the same books you have.

I took deep breaths, fighting for my composure. I drank my water and that helped too. The cookies were no longer oven-fresh but they were still delicious. 

Something thumped hard into the wall separating the two sides of the house and I nearly fell off the couch. Something screamed, but it couldn’t have been Lorena. A human just didn’t have that kind of lung capacity.

 I closed my eyes, squeezing my hands into tight fists. The smell of flowers and flame teased my nose. I opened my eyes and looked around frantically. The flowers hanging in front of the fireplace were starting to burn. There was no visible fire, but they were slowly turning to ash from the petals up like burning incense. 

Something was tapping. 

I looked at the window, expecting to see my land lady there, but there was no one. The tap came again. I scanned the room and finally saw where the noise was coming from. There was a mirror in the corner of the room. It had a heavy gilt frame and I could barely see the glass from where I sat. That didn’t stop me from seeing the elegant black gloved hand that tapped from the wrong side of the mirror like it was trying to politely entreat my attention.

I did fall off the couch then, and hunched down low so whoever, whatever it was couldn’t see me. The carpet squished beneath my fingers. I lifted my hand to see it coated with blood. Something was whispering. I couldn’t understand the actual words being said, but I felt what they meant. They promised safety in power and wealth from sacrifice. Slowly I looked up and I saw blood oozing from between the pages of the book. The red leather writhed like worms crawled beneath it. Scrambling to my feet to get out of the blood I:

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  1. Time to try some transgressions, then.
    “Whenever I’m caught between two evils, I take the one I’ve never tried.” – Mae West


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