Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Kathleen McCluskey @KathleenMcClus4 @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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04_img_jan_rsThe Cathedral
by Kathleen McCluskey

With a loud crash the old steel door came down. A cloud of dust swirling out revealed the cathedral and all of its treasures. The hunters were not interested in the cache of wealth that lay within. They were on a hunt quite different than monetary prizes, they were on a hunt for something far more dangerous and much less profitable.
 The beautiful cathedral ceiling was adorned with stained glass that had rested in place for centuries. The sunlight made prisms on the floor. They approached the platform that held the pulpit. Anderson swung his pick axe and the floor broke collapsing down. The hunter’s flashlights illuminated stairs. The priest blessed himself and spoke, “Careful, we know not where it will be resting.” The three men were determined to find and capture the being that could grant them power beyond any riches of the world.
Below the archaic cathedral was a labyrinth of corridors. The priest began to run with his rosary and large crucifix held out in front of him. The other two men began to chase. “Father, wait.” One man cried out. As they ran he could hear his name being called, over and over. Each time more seductively than the last. He couldn’t resist any longer and turned around. He was met with a large knife being pushed into his abdomen. The wraith cackled, “You fools will never take me.” She began to hum the Hickory Dickory Dock child’s song. “The clock strikes one and down you come…” She vanished. Anderson was next, she was saving the priest for her own play toy. Anderson met the same fate as the first man. She kissed him sexually as the life ran out of him. “I have your soul now and I will feast on it over and over again.” She appeared in front of the priest to make him slide to a stop. Her appearance to him was that of the last patient he had molested in the church hospital. “Do you like this form, priest? I chose it just for you.” She sealed the floor and began to play with the priest.
Fiction © Copyright Kathleen McCluskey
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More from Kathleen McCluskey:

The Long Fall: Book 1: The Inception of Horror

Lucifer always cunning and intelligent challenges father to a battle of wits. Being the angel of light he casts a judgemental eye upon mankind. He begins a war with his fellow archangels and God. Michael, along with his siblings defend their home and mankind from their deranged brother. Broad swords and hand to hand combat drench heaven in blood. The four apocalyptic steeds are released, each having their own destructive power. Betrayal and lust are at biblical levels. Understand the very creation of evil and the consequenses that transpire in the first of THE LONG FALL series.

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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 grave yards. Nina is a co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, a co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', founder and administrator of the Ladies of Horror Picture-prompt Monthly Writing Challenge, 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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