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Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Two
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOThe shower was always a place where I could think. It was a place where I was truly alone except for once when I caught something peeping out at me from the bathroom mirror. Seth had come running when I had screamed and had assured me it wasn’t a demonic presence but only a particularly bad case of bed head. As if.I let the water cleanse everything away. The leftover malice, the hurt and despair. I tried to imagine the water had healing properties that could wash away all of the misery. But really, I simply had to push it all to the back of my mind. I couldn’t afford to waste my energy feeling crushed. It was time for action.I dried off, got dressed, and combed my hair. I stepped out of the room to see Mouth leaning against the wall, waiting for me.“Hello, Mouth. You’re being particularly stalkerish and creepy this morning.”“Really? I thought I was always this way. Maybe you’re just ultra-sensitive.”“Shut up.”He followed me down the stairs. “You look kin
Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Three
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREEWe ended up at a house on the far side of town. I was expecting a crazy, broken down, dilapidated house that screamed, “Haunted!” and, “Demonic!” and, “Hello, I’m your worst nightmare!” But this was a normal stucco house standing shoulder to shoulder with its normal stucco neighbors. There was even a kitschy little lawn gnome in the garden.“Who lives here, the Stepford Wives?” I eyed the neat hedges rimming the cheery yard. “Is this house going to kill me?”“No. It’s just a house. The house itself can’t hurt you.”Mouth was standing ramrod straight. Calm and happy he was not. He was more wispy than I had seen him in a while.“Mouth. You’re freaky nervous. Tell me what’s going on.”He didn’t say anything, which was unlike him. I wanted to kick him, but my foot would just go right through.“Mouth?”He turned and grasped my hands in both of his, but I didn’t feel anything besides a rush of cold air.“Luna,” he said earnestly. “I can’t go in there with you. I
Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Four
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOURMy stomach lurched when the doorknob turned easily under my hand. I expected the door to creak, but it opened silently, and I stepped inside.Hazy light filtered through the windows, making it difficult to see the sparse furniture and filthy red carpet. It looked like the carpet had been ripped up, snapped out by a giant hand, and left to lie where it fell.“Hello?” I called. I didn’t expect an answer, but it seemed abnormal to simply saunter in unannounced. My mama didn’t raise rude little girls. That’s what I told myself, anyway. Honestly, I was trying to restore some sense of order to the place. Maybe it would keep me from flipping out.Stop. Get a hold of yourself. I released the breath slowly and realized my fingernails were digging into the palms of my hands. The sound of water echoed, a sickly trickle that inexplicably filled me with thoughts of taint and decay. I was as drawn to the sound of the water as I was repulsed by it. My imagination was already s
Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Five
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVEThere wasn’t anything else I wanted to see here. I stepped over the shrieking, crawling starfish and headed deeper into the house of horrors. What was it Mouth had said? This house was full of illusions and deceptions. Starfish didn’t scamper around like that. Water didn’t turn into blood. This wasn’t real.Still, I wasn’t going to chance fate by standing around and declaring shenanigans. I was here to find Lydia, and that’s what I was going to do.Blood wet my boots with every step. The carpet was no longer merely soggy but was drenched with more liquid than it could hold. The place smelled like a slaughterhouse. I pressed on.There were two doors on the back wall. One was painted yellow and one blue. I hate yellow, quite honestly, so I reached for the blue door.“I wouldn’t do that,” said a voice. I whirled around.“Who said that?” I demanded angrily. I couldn’t see anybody.“It’s a trap. Both doors lead to Hell.”A small girl appeared out of the gloom and
Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Six
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIXI woke up with something long and leggy skittering over my mouth. I sat up, spitting and sputtering, and the dark thing faded into the darkness. There’s nothing like tasting demonic viscera when you’re coming to. My life rocks.The hateful necklace of death was charred, blackened, and crumbling around my neck. I tore it free and threw it against the wall. Whatever that thing in the other room had been, it apparently didn’t have any hold here. Now whether that was because the prize truly was behind Door Number One or because there was something even scarier in here, I had to find out. I staggered to my hands and knees, still unable to get to my feet. My head was killing me, but the frantic pounding in my chest hurt even worse.It seemed quiet enough. I squinted through the dim light, taking in the small room packed to the gills with junk. Old bureaus and broken chairs were covered in so much dust that I instinctively covered my nose and mouth with my arm. Several m
Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Seven
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENThe picture fell from my hands. I heard glass shatter as it fell to the floor, but I was busy trying to keep myself in check. Was this it? Was I finally going crazy like my father? Was Seth going to find my body next just as he had found Dad’s?I heard my name again, slightly muffled. I closed my eyes, but it was distinctly my father’s voice.The demonic me grinned from the mirror, reaching a hand from the glass, almost brushing my hair with groping fingers.What was a demon compared to my real fear? Demons were nothing, just sad beings that had it in for the living. But the things that lurked inside of my own brain were what scared me the most. My outer toughness was a lie. It was a shell. I was horrifyingly vulnerable underneath.I looked down at the shattered glass around my feet. The shards glistened like stars. I had never seen anything more beautiful.“Luna!” My father’s voice was a sharp command, and it brought me back to myself.Demonic Me had steppe
Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Eight
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTI have to admit I was taken aback.“Help me, huh? That’s a new one. And why would you want to do that, demon? Picking up some brownie points for the afterlife?”He snorted. “That’s a good one. It would be nice if I could do that, but no. Truth is, I was a friend of your father’s.”Now it was my turn to laugh, but it sounded ugly to me. “A friend, huh? I’m sure you were. You were all lovely friends, weren’t you? Hanging around Dad until he couldn’t stand it anymore. Taunting him and luring him until it was easier to take his own life than to listen to you any longer. Some friend. No thanks.”I dropped the picture on the ground and turned away. Although I was loathe to head back into the room with the burning girl and the two doors, at least it was better than being here with this nutcase who claimed to pal around with my father. Ho ho, that’s rich.“Luna!” he shouted from the floor. In his desperation and fury, all former trace of my father’s voice had disappe
Nameless: The Darkness Comes Chapter Twenty-Nine
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINEThere wasn’t a charred and burning little girl in the room, and I was undeniably grateful for that. I was still trying to get over seeing a charred and burning demon-father in the last room. Mouth was right: This place was awful. I wanted nothing more than to get out and burn this place to the ground. Seems like there was an awful lot of burning going on as it was.“Hey,” said a voice. I grit my teeth and dashed for the yellow door. The knob turned easily in my hand, but the door itself was stuck.“Hey, Luna. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”“I’m not listening,” I shouted back and braced my combat boot against the wall. I pulled on the door as hard as I could, but it still wasn’t opening. Unreal.“Luna, let me help you,” the voice said, and a hand rested on my shoulder. I whirled around and slapped it off.“Don’t touch me, demon!” I shouted. I was surprised to find tears rolling down my face, but I was too angry to care. Reed Taylor’s gorgeous green eyes
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