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Chapter 4.

The Doctor.

 

After the dreadful night I had I thought it best to consult with a doctor, someone who could determine what was wrong with me. Perhaps it was all in my head, some sort of illusion that had confounded me but if it was an illusion or an hallucination it was a mighty good one. I got dressed and took the bus number 15 on the other side of town, the so-called nice part. Doctor Prentiss had been my family doctor for as long as I could remember. He was now well over 70 years old but was as spry as a newborn chick. One could not say the same thing of his secretary, Mrs. Jukecrop. She was in her early 50’s but looked like she was dead and had risen from the grave, keeping her decomposed body as is. A truly horrible being, with no compassion or sympathy for the patient.

“And how will you pay?” was always the first question she asked, never hello or what seems to be the problem. I naturally told her that I would pay cash as I usually did when I visited the doctor.

“Very well, take a seat, it won’t be long now.” She barely looked at me during the conversation. I sat down and waited. And waited. For one hour I waited until I told her that I wanted to see the doctor today, not tomorrow. She looked at me in a stern way, and if her eyes had been guns she would surely have killed me. Finally the door opened and the doctor ushered me in. He seemed more tired than the last time that I had seen him, but I still recognized the same gentle man as before.

“Alright Walter, what seems to be the problem. Your eyes are red, having trouble sleeping?

“No, not really. I just think that I am….. missing a part of me.”

“A part of you? How do you mean? said the doctor, quite interested in my story. It must not come up often that a patient declares that some part of him is missing. At that point I explained to him how one of my shadows had separated from me, how I had been followed home by it and how I had found it in my bed only to disappear again. He listened to my story, at times smiling at my description of the shadow.

“Have you taken any illicit drugs before, or maybe some medication that could have caused this occurrence?

“No, really nothing. I don’t even drink you know. I can’t explain it.” I said. He looked at me again carefully.

“Maybe what you need is not a doctor of the body, but one of the soul.” I looked at him with a blank expression on my face. He continued. “I mean that what you may need is to talk to a priest. You are Roman Catholic, and that is what I recommend to you.” With that, he wrote something on his pad, tore it off and gave it to me. It read as such: John Verdi, priest at Hollytown. I looked at him in disbelief. Surely he didn’t think that a priest could solve my problems! I looked again at the writing on the sheet.

“You mean to tell me that there is nothing physically wrong with me, that it’s all in my head? That can’t be. I saw that shadow leave me and then later on visit me. Didn’t you hear my story?” I was incensed.

“Look Walter, the mind can play tricks on us especially if we have something on our conscience. Go talk to that priest, or any other priest and he might solve your problems. It will cost you nothing and at worst, you might only feel slightly better and at best your problem might be solved. Try it.” he said in a kind way.

The doctor looked at me and then got up, extending his hand. I, without thinking, got up as well and shook his hand without saying a word. I went to the secretary and paid my bill, leaving in a huff as my problem had not been solved. As I was walking towards my bus stop I entered a shop and bought the newspaper there. A murder had been committed the night before and witnesses had seen some black smoke in the apartment around the time of the murder. I shuddered.

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Chapter 3.

Me, myself and I.

 

 

I thought that I was safe inside my house but my heart was pounding and I was sweating profusely. I noticed that I was starting to develop a headache. I tried to calm my nerves by going to the kitchen and taking a glass of water and then sat down on my sofa and tried to relax. As I was putting the glass to my lips, the corner of my eye caught something that seemed out of place, some black vapor or mist was entering beneath the door. I stopped drinking, got up and went to the door to examine this. I thought that perhaps there was a fire outside the house and that smoke from the fire was entering beneath my door. I was about to to investigate further when I saw this dark vapor suddenly emerge completely on the other side of my door and inside my house. At the same time there was this horrible stench that accompanied it, just like the first time. It then took a more physical shape and I recognized it as myself! It still had no recognizable features but I knew instinctively that it was me, or a part of who I was. I took a step back, stunned by this turn of events.

“Stop this game, why are you pursuing me?” I cried out. Still the shadow looked at me, or that is what I surmised as it had no eyes, only a black face with empty sockets were the eyes should have been.

The shadow had not responded but simply once again extended its arms towards me and then took hold of my left arm. I felt once again its icy touch. I tried to release myself from its grip but simply could not as it was holding me firmly in its grasp. It then raised its other hand to the side of my head and touched it. As soon as I was touched I felt lightheaded and fell on the floor still looking at the shadow but from this new vantage point. It was a strange perspective because it seemed to me that the shadow had a face now and that it was laughing at me. Or was it me, laughing at myself? It didn’t make sense. But I was so weak that I stayed on the floor, closed my eyes and lost consciousness.

When I awoke I was alone and still on the floor. I did not move right away as my eyes were simply scanning my surroundings, trying to see if I was truly alone or of there was another entity in the room with me. After a few seconds I realized that I was alone and that the shadow had left. I stood up slowly as I still felt a certain lightness in the head. I couldn’t explain this. It seemed that I was on the verge of fainting again.

I walked slowly towards my bedroom, still touching the walls as I was afraid that I would fall. I considered calling someone, anyone such as emergency services but in the end I decided not to. How could I explain? That a shadow was pursuing me and that it was my own shadow that had suddenly left me? I don’t think that I would be believed. No, it was better just to lie down on my bed for a few minutes and see if I could come back to my senses. My head was still spinning and I felt like vomiting.

I entered my bedroom and stopped immediately in my tracks as I could not believe my eyes; the shadow, my shadow, was lying on the bed. It was simply a vapor-like substance, with no feet and no arms but with a face. Still it was black and without eyes. It slowly turned its head towards me, lifted and pointed a bony finger at me and opened its mouth. And then it laughed! It was a hideous laugh, a mocking laugh. I suddenly was angry and mad. I lunged at the shadow on my bed but as I fell on it there was nothing, only my firm bed. It had disappeared so quickly that I knew not where it had gone.

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Chapter 2.

Meat and Blood.

 
I should explain to you dear reader that up to that fateful day my life had been very ordinary, as ordinary as they come. I work in a meat plant where meat is processed and my job is to take the carcasses of animals and transform them into all sort of products, from beef patties to sausages. As a vegetarian my conscience is troubled by all the guts and blood that I see every day but a good wage is a good wage and I don’t want to starve. I’ve decided that for now, it was best to continue this dirty business.

When I awoke from my strange slumber I had slept for 8 hours and yet I felt tired and confused and not refreshed as I should have been. It was early Tuesday morning and I had to be working for 07:00 in the morning so I tried to fall back to sleep but simply could not. I got up and prepared myself a cup of coffee along with some bread. I decided that even if it was early and since I couldn’t sleep then I would make the most out of it, I would use these hours for reading and maybe use my computer.

I went on the Internet and surfed, like I usually do when I have too much time on my hands. I still felt strange, as if I was missing something, something deeply personal. I thought that I had simply slept too much and at the wrong time. I felt as if I had flown to some far away country and was now suffering from jet lag.

Around 06:30 it was time for me to go to work and I duly prepared myself as I usually do. I walked to the nearest bus stop and waited and waited for the bus. I was looking around me and examined my surroundings. The sun was beginning to rise and its rays were slowly flooding the area, making the night go away and leaving in its place glorious sunshine. Everywhere I looked details emerged from where my gaze chanced to settle on. And then it struck me; there was an area that was still in darkness, and it appeared to look like a man crouching on the grass. This was peculiar. Everywhere I could see clearly the details of the cars around me or the flowers and the grass near a house, but in that area darkness still reigned.

I left my bus stop as the bus still had not arrived and ventured on my right to see what the hell was going on. As I arrived at the area the shadow suddenly stood up. I took a step back and again looked at it. The shadow was of the same height as I and the same slight build. I extended a hand to touch it but it went straight through it. The shadow then extended its hand and touched my naked arm. It was cold, so very cold. I unconsciously took a step back and looked in horror as the shadow now extended its two arms towards me and advanced. It seemed to be walking but I could discern no feet. There was no noise except my somewhat rapid breathing that could be heard.

I looked around hoping to alert someone but it was very early in the morning and the city was still slumbering. I decided to run back home knowing that it was a safe place for me. I looked behind me and saw the shadow was still following me, but now it looked more like a vapor or a gas than a body. I felt my hair standing on end. I opened the door, got in and rapidly closed it behind me. I was afraid, afraid of this being that was pursuing me for no evident reason.

 

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New book!

Well I hope that you liked the last book. This new book is slightly more spooky. It is the story of a man who suddenly sees one of his shadows seperate from him. This shadow then goes on a killing spree and Detectives Strong and Fisher have to stop it. Pick up the new ebook here, copy and paste;https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/50953892/Shadow%20Entity.%2C%20The%20-%20L.P%20Pastor.epub

 

The Shadow Entity.

 

Chapter 1.

The Living Shadow.

 

Something strange has happened to me and since then I have felt strange, as if I were missing an important part of myself. This all started a month ago as I was walking down the street in an isolated area. The sun was setting and people were walking here and there. I noticed as I was walking that the dwindling sun’s rays made shadows of myself on the wall to the left of me, beside me as well as in front of me and at my back. I was enveloped by shadows like a warm blanket except that in this case I felt no warmth. Never had I noticed so many shadows surrounding me and enveloping me in that fashion. I felt secure and yet I had an odd feeling, as if I were being watched. I continued my walk, still looking around me and noticing to my satisfaction that I was still being accompanied by my numerous friends. At one point I counted 5 extra copies of myself. And then something strange happened; one of the shadows stopped accompanying me. It simply stopped. I naturally stopped as well, looking at the shadow that was at the left of me. I felt a chill in the air and stepped back from the wall, examining this curious phenomena. Never had I heard of a man’s shadow stopping and not accompanying him. Never. This was most peculiar.

I could see that the shadow was looking at me. It was very flat and black and of the same height as myself. It was me except it had no features, only its immaculate blackness. As I watched it began to peel itself out of the wall and became an entity that was every bit as solid as myself. I was amazed. I looked around to alert someone to see this strange occurrence but no one was in the vicinity. I was desperately looking for a witness that could confirm that what I was seeing was true. It simply extracted itself from the wall and assumed a corporeal shape. I had goose-bumps just watching this. My instincts told me that this was not good and so I took a step backwards, stepping on the road instead of staying on the sidewalk. I still looked around to alert someone but to no avail, I was alone with my shadow. The shadow was of the same height as I, but it was featureless. It was simply black from head to toe. As it looked at me it extended its right arm towards me and with its index pointed at me. I decided to talk to it and see what would happen.

“Who are you?” I cried. “What do you want from me?” Silence from the shadow. It still had its arm extended towards me and was still pointing towards me.

“This isn’t possible, you can’t do this.” I said. The shadow said nothing. But then, it pointed at the sky and in an instant it vanished. It transformed itself into vapor and left a trail in the sky, blacker than the enveloping darkness. I noticed as well a curious smell very foul and dirty, like sulphur.

I looked around and noticed that my other shadows were still there, but the shadow that was at the left of me was not. I was missing a shadow. I decided to walk home quickly to reflect on this.Time and time again I looked at the wall as I was walking home but to no avail, I was one shadow less. I felt strange and felt a certain lightheartedness. I walked in my house and immediately slumped on my sofa and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, I noticed that eight hours had elapsed and that instead of being 18:00 it was now 02:00 in the morning.

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