a creative dynamic duo
pair of weirdos
Shane and I meshed right from the beginning. We both enjoy spooky stories, weird old music, and all things creative.
Whether it’s thrashing around to our favourite songs, encouraging each other to try something out of our comfort zone, or brainstorming stories and projects, we always find something to keep each other challenged and imaginative.
The Raven
A raven is watching me from the tree outside my window. It’s been perched there all day. I think it knows what I did.
I should have done a better job of covering up those holes I dug out back. I forgot to bring the rake is all. How was I supposed to know someone would notice?
Maybe it saw me dragging the bodies out. Those things are up at all hours, right? Damn it. They’ve got really good memories too. I read it somewhere or might have seen it in a documentary. Either way, I need to take care of it before the bloody thing tells anyone.
Look at it. The son of a bitch is smiling at me. It knows for sure. I have to do something.
I’d bring the gun out, but I’m sure to be noticed, and I can’t afford to draw any more attention. I wonder if I could get it to eat rat poison. Mix it in with some seeds to corn.
If I had a rock, I could try and pick it off. Even if I can stun it and knock it to the ground. I used to pitch in high school, was pretty good too. All I need is to get my hands on it, then I can bash its stupid little head in.
Just stay right there, you little bastard. I’ll be out soon, and when I get there, I’m going to wipe that smile right off your face.
I turned the light on and pointed it toward the painting on the wall. At first, the image was dull and lifeless. Then the brush strokes swelled. They flowed and shrank, as the demon opened its eyes. It watched me in silence. What it hoped to see, I was never sure. When it was finished, it focused an unknown object across the room.
“My task is complete. Set me free.”
“No,” I said. “I quite enjoy our arrangement.”
Its lip curled, and its eyes grew dark as they turned back to me. “We had a deal.”
“A deal that is no more a thing than the words spoken to seal it. If our positions were reversed, I doubt you would think twice about doing the same.”
The demon bared needle-like teeth and eased its eyes shut. “When I escape this prison, know that the tasks I have been performing will be a kindness compared to your fate.” I shrugged. “We’ll deal with that when the time comes. Until then, I have something I need you to take care of.”
The Demon
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