{"id":2902,"date":"2015-10-28T17:00:40","date_gmt":"2015-10-28T17:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=2902"},"modified":"2018-05-07T15:06:09","modified_gmt":"2018-05-07T15:06:09","slug":"blemmyae-by-drew-nowlin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/blemmyae-by-drew-nowlin\/","title":{"rendered":"Blemmyae by Drew Nowlin"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/eclipse1.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-2427\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/eclipse1.jpg?resize=629%2C472\" alt=\"eclipse1\" width=\"629\" height=\"472\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/eclipse1.jpg?w=800&amp;ssl=1 800w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/eclipse1.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;ssl=1 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 629px) 100vw, 629px\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Blemmyae<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Drew Nowlin<\/p>\n<p>Detective Burns and Lowry hurried down the creaky hallway with weapons firmly drawn. Cobwebs and exposed wiring along the ceiling blazed with an eerie yellow hew when the flickering lights pulsed. The old mining facility had long been abandoned due to dangerous conditions, but now harbored something far more deadly. The two detectives came to a closed door and caught wind of the all too familiar stench of rancid decay. They paused a moment then kicked the door in.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Freeze,\u2019 Burns yelled with his aim trained on the sole figure in the room. \u2018Arthur Stephens, you are charged with seven counts of murder. You\u2019re coming with us.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>Arthur did not react. He was shirtless and kneeling in the middle of an open, wooden floor which swarmed with crawling insects. His bony back faced the officers and his physique was slim and dirty. Lowry dropped to his knee, keeping his weapon fixed on the criminal and ignored the insects, while Burns slowly stepped to the left.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Your guns will be of no use here,\u2019 Arthur solemnly stated. \u2018We reap what we sew.\u2019 Burns cautiously circled wide, sweat beading off his brow and eager to pull the trigger at the slightest hint of danger. Upon passing Arthur\u2019s left shoulder, the detective beheld a gruesome display. Afore the murderer, positioned upon the floor, were seven severed fingers pointing at him and a hatchet. \u2018I needed to pay penance,\u2019 the maniac stated as he slowly turned his dead gaze towards Detective Burns. \u2018And of course, obtain witnesses.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Witnesses?\u2019 Lowry whispered with fear gripping him even tighter.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Your attempt to stop me is meaningless, tonight we three will be judged by a truly tremendous power,\u2019 Arthur explained. Lowry quickly rose to his feet and took position on Arthur\u2019s right. \u2018The miners didn\u2019t know what lied beneath this rock, but I know. I know.\u2019 Arthur screamed, attempting to jump to his feet, and the detectives opened fire.<\/p>\n<p>Gunshots and electrical cracks deafened the room and what little light illuminated the room was snuffed out amid the ruckus. Breathing heavily in the blackened void, the two men scrambled in the folds of their coats to uncover their flashlights. With a click the detectives glanced at the ground and saw Arthur\u2019s bullet ridden body laying there, but he was also headless. The gunfire didn\u2019t do that.<\/p>\n<p>A dull wheezing sound crept in as a passing wisp of air forced the detectives to spin around wildly.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Something else is in here,\u2019 Lowry exclaimed. The flashlight beams tore across the room, but to no avail. \u2018I can\u2019t see anything.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>The two terrified men began to retreat towards the hallway door, crunching insects with each step, until their backs made contact. The room lights struggled one last moment to ignite the room as the men sought salvation, but the frame wasn\u2019t a door. A decapitated body stood before them and with fiendish speed a hatchet flew and the lights ceased once more. Two bloody flashlights hit the floor and shattered.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Detective Burns and Lowry hurried down the creaky hallway with weapons firmly drawn. 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