Graphic Novel Oblivion Novels & Stories

“It did. And I would go through it all again if it meant ending up here with you. You are my greatest adventure Liana. My forever.” We sat in comfortable silence for a long time, just holding each other as the waves whispered against the shore. Then I felt it again. That old familiar chill. I sat up slowly and looked toward the cliffs in the distance. There, standing perfectly still against the darkening sky, was a new figure. A silhouette watching us from afar. Not moving. Not hiding. Just watching. “John,” I whispered, my hand tightening on his arm. He followed my gaze and went still. “I see it. Whoever it is, they are still out there. The obsession never truly died. It just changed faces.

Then, with a grimace of revulsion that slowly, horrifyingly, morphed into something else, a dark, curious hunger, she leaned in and swiped her tongue over Nancy’s lips. The room watched, utterly silent, as Erin cleaned her friend’s mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. When she was done, she pulled back, her own lips now slick. She didn’t look at anyone as she returned to her cushion, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her body trembling with a torrent of conflicting emotions. The game was a runaway train, hurtling into darker and darker terrain. The initial pretense of nostalgia was gone, stripped away to reveal the raw, predatory hunt beneath.