Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Melissa R. Mendelson @melissmendelson @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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The Blue Light Abyss
by Melissa R. Mendelson

Darkness creeped into the room.  The window was black.  The candle flickered across the wooden table.  Its light was a faint whisper, casting eerie glows across the breakfront nearby.  Porcelain skin, painted faces were shadowed.  Silence took a seat in the chair nearby, watching an elderly man approach the window.  The man welcomed the abyss.
The elderly man cast a glance across the room.  He paused along the breakfront.  His eyes rested on the faces that stared back at him.  Tears shined under blue light as they raced one another down porcelain cheeks.  Hands frozen in time.  Cries silenced by glass.
The elderly man shifted one step away from the window.  He looked from the dark landscape to the long, black bag that waited beside the table.  His brow furrowed.  His hands rubbed together like worn leather.  He nodded as if a conversation took place, and silence broke as a hard foot struck the wooden floor.  Then, another step until the bag was in his hands, and he slammed it down onto the table.  The candle blinked.
The sound of a zipper being pulled back shattered the room.  Blue lights shook along a plastic tree placed in the corner.  White foam fell like snow but refused to melt.  Porcelain smiles formed into hollow screams as the elderly man reached inside and welcomed the dead.  It was time to get to work, and the elderly man’s eyes shifted to an empty spot in the breakfront.
Fiction © Copyright Melissa R. Mendelson
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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More from Melissa R. Mendelson:

nrftw_mrm.jpgNo Rest for Those Wicked

I’ve been trying to remember why I was sentenced down there. Why would I go to such an awful place, but every time I try to remember, I hear a baby cry. That’s my only answer, and that cry haunts me in my sleep. I want answers. I want to open that door and see what waits on the other side, but the demons are keeping that door locked. They don’t want me to know. Are they afraid that once I do know, I will be free?

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About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old graveyards. Nina is co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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4 Responses to Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Melissa R. Mendelson @melissmendelson @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

  1. Marge Simon says:

    I like your flash, but how can a sound (zipper) shatter a room?You can shatter silence, but not a room per se. Maybe rephrase that sentence? 🙂

    • Melissa R. Mendelson says:

      Good catch. :). It would be a neat trick to shatter the room with the sound of a zipper, but that does need to be fixed. Thank you. 🙂

  2. afstewart says:

    Very creepy and sinister.

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