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Click hereAt that moment the girl reared up and let out a low animal sound that made him convulse and he boiled out into her, clawing at the ground as the emotions washed over him. Her eyelids snapped open and Mark saw, for the very first time, her eyes.
And what he saw sucked his very soul out from him. They were vacant, her eye sockets. The infinite black void was the last thing he saw as he passed out.
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Busy voices intruded on his recollection and the nurse who entered his room found him cowering and trembling under the sweat-soaked hospital sheet that covered him. She took in the monitor beside his bed that was letting out a frantic beeping and rushed to him.
She murmured soothing words in a calm voice as Mark clutched at her hands desperately, trying to breathe, trying to escape, trying to hold on to something that was here and now, that was safe.
The room was suddenly flooded by white-coated people. They moved around hurriedly, each intent and clear about his own task, sticking needles into him and shouting instructions in desperate voices.
"Call Dr. Sayra! Get Dr. Sayra in her, now!" someone bellowed.
"She's coming," said an answering voice.
Then there was a sudden collective shift in the bodies surrounding him and a path was opened for the doctor who ran in. Their eyes connected, and Mark screamed.
"Hold him down," she ordered calmly, the vacant sockets trained on him.
Mark fought off the arms holding him down, back again in the open night on the straw, under a banyan tree, struggling against a deathly pale face above him, the dark hollow sockets boring into him and draining his whole existence out of him. And he surrendered to the blackness that claimed him.
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Author's note: I'd like to thank Yas and Selenakittyn for their time and expertise in editing this story.
To the readers: I hope you liked the story. Votes, comments and feedback are always appreciated. I like hearing from you so please do write. Every email with a return address will receive a reply. :)
- COMMENTS
Tarot Barnesalmost 18 years agoThis was an incredibly story, vivid in its imagery and raw in sexuality (even if there was an eww factor at the end). My only hope is that there might be a sequel somewhere along the line :)
Anonymousabout 18 years agoErotic Horror at it's best. Marvelous, cherie, simply beautiful.
And I won't be going to India any time soon... *shudders* Vampires I can deal with... hungry ghosts is another.
Anonymousabout 18 years agoWow! This was so well-written; and, as many have said before me, very creepy...Thanks for the great story!
zeb1094about 18 years agoDamppie,
Although not a lover of Erotic Horror, this was well told and held my interest till the end. Very good! Thanks.
Anonymousabout 18 years ago....icky creepy and spooky but I loved it. Have a wonderful time in the contest.
Lizzy
neonlyteabout 18 years agoThis is a great story, chilling, raises the neck hairs. I loved your attention to detail and way description coats the sense of illboding until you bring the piece to its conclusion.
Great work Dampy. Thanks for the read.
Anonymousabout 18 years agoLoved it. Some of the descriptions were almost romantic if one overlooks the genre as a horror story. Love the play in words. Very well written.
dr_mabeuseabout 18 years agoBeautiful little dark gem of a story. The exotic setting really adds to the spookiness and menace, and the descriptions and sensuality of the language were wonderfully fresh and lush. That station in the Indian moonlight is enough to give one the creeps, and the story unfolds with the patient menace of a real seduction.
Really beautifully done, DP. That image of the shadow in the corner of the station will be with me a long time.
Anonymousabout 18 years agoUr writing did overwhelm me, an Indian. However, the editing demands a bit more to keep anyone abreast of the ending. I read the entire story half-way through. Indians have a great understanding with ghosts and that could be one of the reasons why I care more about the editing.
Great writing dampy......... will surely read more.
Anonymousabout 18 years agoI was pulled in from the very first moment and not disappointed one bit. Excellent story DampOne...and I'm honoured that I could inspire such magnificence!
Samandiriel.
