The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Lydia Prime
When the final curtain falls…
Applause is a deafening sound…
Crystal often explored abandoned locations: homes, psych wards, prisons; you name it. She had a tremendous following on social media. Some might say she had a bit of a selfie addiction as her camera was never out of reach. Of course there would be images of the places she went… but she was always in them. Most of her followers commented on how she looked, not the particulars of the locale.
One evening, Crystal walked into an open field and began documenting a long awaited foray. As she approached the densely wooded area ahead, she launched a live streaming cast of her outing so her fans could not only watch, but converse with her through online comments as she went.
In the comments section, a post from Dustin769 popped-up: Don’t go.
She responded loudly and mockingly, as did her legion of fans in the comment section.
Once she arrived at the house she was visiting that night, she showed the audience that it was clearly boarded up with a DO NOT ENTER sign displayed on the door. Crystal smiled and winked at her phone, “To be continued.” She intoned as she ended the live stream and walked up the rickety steps to the boarded over entry. I ain’t afraid of no ghosts! she sang to herself as she tugged away at the boards. Luckily, they were loose. She pulled them down and reached for the sign. The door began to creak open. Oh, how horror cliché! Maybe Oogie will get me! Crystal scoffed as she shook her phone to turn on the flashlight app, re-launched her feed, and stepped inside. She wandered around snapping selfies, showing off with the long forgotten debris in the house.
As soon as she approached the stairwell, a strange buzzing noise began coming from the second floor.
Another comment from Dustin769: Don’t go up there.
She rolled her eyes and decided to investigate. A soft glow emanated from one of the rooms to the left of the upper landing. There can’t possibly be electricity in here, she thought.
Crystal entered the room and found a busted, ancient TV on a stand. White noise was all that appeared on its screen. She shuffled around in the odd light while she tried to find the power source – nothing. When she looked again, there was a figure wavering in and out of view. What the fuck?
Dustin769: I warned you!!!
She reached out to touch the screen. As her fingers grazed the glass, it began to bend, almost warble as it seemed to melt away. The dark figure that was wavering on the screen earlier snatched her arm, and with inhuman strength, pulled her through the fluctuating surface. She was soon trapped behind the glass.
Dustin walked into the room and took a final snapshot of Crystal as she thrashed against the screen from the reverse side. He knew she’d want her followers to see that she was finally on TV.
Applause is a deafening sound.
Fiction © Copyright Lydia Prime
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More about Lydia Prime:
Lydia grew up in a small, ‘Mayberry,’ sort of town, in New Jersey. She thoroughly enjoys gummy bears and laughing through the darkest depths of life. More often than not, she writes about demons and monsters, however, being a recovering addict tends to turn inner demons into fearsome foes to be fought beyond the constraints of the mind. ‘Sometimes,’ she states, ‘what’s inside, is scarier than anything reality throws at you.’
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