Board :Story Contest
Author :Archon Iyagi
Subject :HM by evans
Date :3/4
The air is thin and cool, and he's hoping for a warmer breeze. There is still some time left until the sun is ready to come down, but the beach already feels cold.He wasn't sure where the sea gulls went, but there seem to be a lot of Crows instead.

Today, he had brought his new girlfriend out to his ocean-side home in Gogoon. He planned this for a while because he always enjoyed watching the sunset from here. The ocean would reflect the colorful twilight, and the waves carried the warmth towards the shore for him.

He had this home on the beach for a while now. Many people have visited him here and he always loved hosting them. They would drink different kind of wines and enjoy different Kingdom's cuisines. They always have a great time, but for some reason at least one person always cut the connection afterwards. They'd just disappear, and everyone would wonder where they had gone. As he tells her this story, he's hoping it doesn't happen with her.

As they make their way to the top of a nearby hill, his secret spot for sunset-watching, they notice dark clouds also making its way towards them from afar. The crabs and turtles hurry back to their home, and the trees rattle from the strong wind. As the couple arrives, raindrops knock on their heads lightly. The clouds hide the long-waited sunset, and the couple also hide their disappointment.

Shivering, he warms the bath water for her while claiming that preparing dinner will warm him up. When she joins him in the kitchen, she found him surely warm, even sweating. He had prepared a hot stew, wishing it would keep the cold away from them. After the first spoonful, she couldn't help her eyebrows squeeze in to make a frown and asks him what the strange taste of the stew meat is from.

Feeling sick, she runs out to the back of the home to vomit. Dizzy and tense, she carefully sits on the backyard to get fresh air before she heads back in. After few minutes, she gets up to head back inside but her foot gets caught on something in the sand. Annoyed and tired, she kneels to take a look.

She pulls at it, but it feels like it's pulling her too. As she tries to dig around it, she starts to smell something very unpleasant, but familiar. It's the stew. She continues to dig in the sand while struggling not to vomit again. Sobbing, she eventually digs enough to find a dismembered body. Frozen at the sight, she sits there motionless. She snaps back and wakes up to a shadow slowly hovering over her, as it whispers in her ears, "I really hoped it wouldn't happened with you, too"


-evans