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Little Black Book

Where Darkness Sleeps

By Joey C SmithPublished 3 years ago 3 min read
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The Little Black Book...



An immersion of darkness hovers in a room, engulfing all except the gold encrusted lettering on a small black book on a table. The room expands to allow the moonlight to trickle its way into the room. The room slowly fades back to lighten the darkness to a mere gray illuminating a grisly scene.

Blood reflects in the moonlight through the various living room reflections. Money is everywhere as as stacks of one hundred dollar bills litter the floor and are encrusted with blood. Shadows appear to move in the room as a body comes in focus behind the couch. Blood was all over the couch and the small table holding the little black book, yet no blood managed to make its way to the book. The gold encrusted letters still bold (as if it was recently purchased) stood out in the darkness. The jacket and exterior didn’t have the same prominence as the rest of the book. The slight fold to the pages and worn edges indicated that the book had been used at some point. Light then begins to illuminate the bold gold lettering to reveal the eyes of the book...Ted Bundy. Shadows immerse the room as appearances of the room are sucked into a black hole leaving a tiny white light.

“I’ve got a little black book with my poems in... got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in...when I’m a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in,” (Pink Floyd: Nobody’s Home begins to play in the background). The light from the background slowly expands to the video of the song playing on a cell phone on a table. The rooms view begins to expand in the darkness surrounding the room as the light from the video blinds the rest of the visibility. “I’ve got Electric LIGHT!” bellows from the phone as a pink neon light brightens the room giving a pink hue to the room. A framed picture comes into focus on the table of a long haired brunette woman in her late 20’s accepting a large check from a well dressed man. Sweepstakes winner is legible on the check as balloons and confetti litter the background of the smile inducing photo as both the woman and the mans smiles are contagious. Keys and a pocket book sit next to this framed picture as the pink light dissipates again. The cell phone gives limited light to the room again. The rooms focus rises away from the screen of the phone now and turns to a well lit room down a hall.

“Ohhhhhhhh babe, when I pick up the phone, theirs still nobody home.” is fading from the phone now as the focus slowly shifts to the light from the well lit room down the hall. Pink light erupts again from behind as the bright light shines through a partially closed door. A gloved hand begins to slowly swing open the door revealing a small bathtub with blood spattering the walls. Hair leaks out of the right side of the tub as an axe handle rises from the water. Across the back wall of the tub, Night Stalker is written in blood. The droplets still run from the letters as the scene reveals a mirror that does not reflect. The gloved hand reaches into the glass of the mirror and begins to climb through as if it was an open window.

The view is odd as the would be mirror leads to a first person view of a lawn. The nights eyes are open as the dew covers the patchy grass. A dog house sits nestled in the corner of a large wooden fence. A spike pounded into the ground attached to a thick steel chain secure the would be beast. The chain snakes through the patchy grass leading into the darkness where growling begins to eminate.

Growls...

Growling.....

The gloved black hand bursts from the dog house and sight goes completely black for a moment...

Complete silence....

.....

KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLL!!!!!

A pair of eyes open frighteningly.... the blue hazy eyes wide as if the person associated with these eyes heart was racing frantically. The frantic eyes slowly begin to transform ever so slightly. They begin to turn from a terrified state of shock to a now more developing sense of satisfaction. The eyes then begin to become darker and begin to take an even more sinister look.

“Myyy Tuuuuuurn”, is heard as the eyes leave sight and shivers are felt in the dark.



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