This story has been across three different prompts – Sunday Photo Fiction, Friday Fictioneers and Jeremy’s Daily Challenge. I have enjoyed writing this, but there is only so far you can go with horror before it loses its intensity, so I think it is time for the finale now using Jeremy’s latest challenge post. I hope you have enjoyed this, and I hope you like the finale.
!!THIS IS A HORROR STORY!!
The creatures looked towards Ciona as her vision began to swim and dizziness overtook her. She closed her eyes and gripped the wine rack beside her, and the creatures yelped. As she looked up, she saw them all running away with a large man striding towards her holding an axe dripping with blood. She reached for the door to slam it, but it moved just out of her grasp. Each lunge and the door moved further and further away. The large figure had a maniacal grin and lifted the axe, and swung it for head. She screamed and water covered her face. Opening her eyes, she found herself on water in a boat. Looking around her, she saw the two other people who she did not recognise. One turned around and had only half a face, and as the other turned, he revealed himself as the axe-man. He stood in the boat and lifted the axe, Ciona only vaguely thought that she should have seen it. Trying to back away, she found she kept sliding on the damp seats. She screamed as the axe swung towards her, splitting her head cleanly in two.
Ciona’s eyes flicked open as she heard screams. She ran into Jex’s bedroom and woke him from his nightmare. He recounted seeing horror through her eyes. “It’s just a dream” she told him. “Everything is fine. We don’t even have a Newton’s Cradle.” She held him close as she heard a *clack*clack*clack* from downstairs …