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A Late Realization

When it's too late

By Rick PensionPublished 8 months ago 5 min read

It was an hour past midnight, even after Ben promised his wife he wouldn't stay up yet again, but there he was, sitting on the living room couch watching his second horror movie that night. Ben loved horror movies, but it was the last thing his wife wanted to watch, so he waited until she went to bed to watch them. They were entertaining and fun for him. His night halted when he heard a noise from the kitchen.

It wasn't loud, but a small snip. He looked to the kitchen that he could clearly see from his couch and watched for a second before he went back to watching the supernatural movie. His right hand shot over and grabbed a piece of pizza, his fourth slice of the night, a fifth waiting for him after that. After taking a bite of the pizza, he heard another noise from the kitchen.

It was more of a clicking sound, as if the clicking started and couldn't stop. He looked over again but for a much shorter time. His attention was caught by the movie. Not for long however.

A loud enough suction sound popped in the kitchen and the sound of the refrigerator's cooling kicked on. Ben paused his movie and looked in the kitchen, straight at his refrigerator. It had already closed by the time he finished pausing his movie but before it fully closed, Ben saw the light from inside of a second before it vanished.

Ben began wondering if he had stayed up too late, or if he was getting to involved with his horror movies. By this point, most odd things that Ben would notice on a daily limit he would forget and move on from. He couldn't however. He just stared at his fridge. He was unsure whether someone could've been in his kitchen, or something weirder was happening.

Ben had the courage to stand up and walk over to his refrigerator, turning on the lights as he walked over. After a quick scan of the kitchen, he opened his refrigerator door. Nothing was out of the ordinary.

He sighed and closed the door.

Ben walked back to the lights for the kitchen to turn them off, but heard a voice behind him.

"What? You don't need me now?" the voice was whispered and light.

Ben's blood ran cold and he swung to look behind him. What he saw was so horrifying, it caused him to jump backwards and fall to the ground.

The refrigerator had it's door opened and inside was a void to what looked like space. A dark void filled with white dots that looked like stars. When Ben's eyes witnessed the horror, the sounds of a whirling horn pierced his ear drums. A force so heavy pulled Ben toward the fridge. Ben surprisingly reacted by grabbing a nearby wall that led into his kitchen.

The force pulled Ben off the ground, viciously sucking the struggling human. The fridge didn't anticipate such resistance from Ben, so it had to revert to alternative measures. Arms that appeared to be the muscular structure of a human fore arm without the skin emerged from the sides. The fridge pulled itself closer to Ben using the new arms.

Ben screamed for his wife desperately. Unexpectedly, his wife stepped out from their bedroom with a bat. Ben was slightly relieved but now worried that his wife would be sucked into the possessed fridge.

"Stay back, call the police, or someone! Our fridge is trying to eat me!" the silly sentence that was screamed by Ben was a waste when his wife approached where he was hanging from the wall, raised the bat, and swung at his fingers. Ben's fingers gave out as fast as his faith in his wife left his heart.

Before Ben was consumed by the fridge, the arms caught him.

"My next husband will hate horror movies as much as me!" Ben's wife shouted at him.

Ben opened his mouth to respond, but before he could make out a single syllable, the fridge's grip loosened and he slipped into the void.

Ben floated motionless in the void that looked like space, but it wasn't. He would've died, but instead remained in a constant motion without gravity. Oddly, Ben saw another man floating nearby, heading on a path that would cross Ben's path.

"Hey, your wife get you too?" the man asked Ben.

"Ye-yeah." Ben's mind was still trying to wrap itself around everything that was happening. "I'm actually still trying to wrap my mind around everything that's been happening."

"Me too."

"What is this place?"

"Why question it? You're here now."

"You don't know, do you?"

"No, but what I do know is that in approximately 4 years, you will be eaten by an invisible creature. I'm not sure if that's when we die or if we'll go somewhere else after too."

"You can keep track of time here?" the man scoffed at Ben.

"I said approximately."

"Is there a way out?" Ben and the man's path crossed and they were beginning to drift further and further away from each other.

"If there is, I don't know it. I've got about 3 months left, I'm about ready to be eaten anyways. Well, see you, maybe!" the man was too far for Ben to keep the conversation going.

"This sucks... and all because I liked horror movies?"

Don't let a refrigerator eat you. Be safe.


About the Creator

Rick Pension

Writing has been a passion of mine since before I was 8 years old. I’ve evolved my stories in various ways since, and I only want to write for people to enjoy my stories. I don’t like to typically stay within a specific genre.

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