Thread- part II
Posted: Sunday, October 18, 2009
by Ken McCreless
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II
She was easy enough to follow, her threadbare dress stood out like a lighthouse on an isolated shore. She had made it herself, several sewing lessons short of mediocre.
Anyone with any fashion sense at all would question her choice of cloth. Even brand new it was a bland, off-white fabric with barely distinguishable streaks of color. It was not new when she made the dress with it, however.
But she loved it. She felt the power of the human spirits that had gazed down upon the lifeless vehicle they once used to tool around the earth, through the cloth that she now wore.
She felt safe wearing that dress, taking it off only long enough to wash it. Even then, she wore a large swatch of the leftover cloth as a scarf.
The power of the cloth was being tested as she walked along. Something was wrong, some evil was after her, but she dare not look around. Her goal was to get home.
Jack kept pace with her. His knew how things would turn out, that she would be his to use as he saw fit, to drink her life and create jewelry with her dental work.
There would have to be a change, though. He felt a sense of imminent boredom. It was just too easy. Where was the challenge?
She stopped, turning in a slow and deliberate manner, until her eyes locked onto his. That was the only time Jack had felt unsure, and even then it was but a split second, and was dismissed just as quick.
It diverted his attention long enough for her to slip from his sight.
Frustrated, Jack looked around as if mentally recording every detail of his surroundings.
I am not stealing from you, I am retrieving that which was stolen from me.
Jack shook as the words were whispered into his soul-less spirit. He was even startled by the sound of his bracelet as he spun around, wanting to find the source of this message.
He stood motionless for several minutes, calming himself. He had been close enough to her to get a lock on her blood scent, and he now used that memory to determine the direction of her flight.
There would be no deviation from his original plan. She holds no power over me, he thought aloud.
His confidence was so high he did not notice that his necklace had become shorter in length, that a few of the teeth had fused together.
Ken McCreless is just a guy who loves to write, and was born to do so. He is a freelance writer with several projects ongoing, including books and magazines. A huge fan of both irony and history, Ken has dedicated his life and his writing to serve the Lord Jesus Christ.
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Top-level comments on this article: (8 total)Dude, nice! makes me wanna see the next parts! but i'll also need to backtrack to the start! Keep'em coming. God Bless!Thank you, Isaac. It's a new venue for me and I'm glad you liked it!
I think I am jumping into this in the middle - on vacation and need to go back and find your first piece. Intriguing! MareijioHi MariJo."Thread" was a fun challenge!
Strange but compelling. I would read the continuation, evn though I'm not a fan of horror.I'm not a fan of horror either. Oh, wait, yes I am!"Strange" is a quite compliment to me!Thanks for stopping by.
Ken, this is creepy! I like it! Now, I need to go back and read the first installment of your series.Thank you, Lorrie!This is a new road for me. Let's see where it goes ...
Great article. Well done.Just me again (see part 3)Thank you, Connor.
You are entering into a darker place here, Ken, and yet you are doing it with ease. This is wonderful.It is new ground for me, for sure. I do feel comfortable with it, though.Thank you so much for reading and responding, Michael.
Ken, you are an excellent storyteller. I'm hooked (smile). Thanks for continuing the excitement.Wow, thank you, Ronyae! I'm blushing here!
I read part lll first so I had to backtrack and although I not a horror fan I thought it was excellent.Thank you, Linda, I appreciate it!
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