Chapter 20 - Hollow Monster

Chapter 20

Brandon burst free of the front door, sobbing as the ache inside flared up nearly crippling him.

The Flame wanted to feed with desperate lust, it demanded Brandon’s compliance, but out on the porch beneath the wooden awnings the essence of life buzzing so thickly in the mansion lessened dramatically.

With a poignant stab in his gut, the Flame suddenly wilted weakly, and slowly started to die away. The pain of need dulled only slightly, but the hunger stopped splitting him at the seams. It was so strong...and the Flame had so little mercy for him....or anyone. Brandon knew it would eventually get its way and force his hand. But for now....he only sobbed in relief as the pain started to flee.

But he could never truly relax. Brandon knew the Flame always found a way. The agony of its fading pulse....would eventually push him to feed. Because with its death, with its diminishing light....purest agony arose every time. IT was as if Brandon was being punished for denying the Flam