About this snippet: Chapter Two (Cemetery Gates) Snippet #5. Check out last week’s snippet from Chapter Two snippet #4 here.
Recap from last week’s snippet: Cecilia was reading her late father’s journal. She was alone or so she believed until she hear a voice.
***The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.
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“I’m losing it,” she finally murmured once her heart had settled down to a normal rate. She rubbed her eyes then glanced at her watch and realized it was after three in the morning. No wonder she was hearing voices; she must have drifted off to sleep without realizing she had. She tossed the journal on the coffee table and stared at it as she listened to the sounds of the house. Nothing out of the normal stood out, but she was seated in a semi-soundproof room, even if the door stood wide open, it was sure to keep noises at a minimum.
She reached for her empty cup sitting beside the journal and headed for the door. The hallway appeared like a dark tunnel with no end in sight and she fumbled for the light switch on the wall. Upon finding it, her fingers flipped the small knob and light flooded the passageway, making it less foreboding, but her nerves remained on edge. When she reached the kitchen, she treated its dark void in the same manner, peeking around the corner into the room and feeling like a fool for doing so, but hey, better safe than sorry. She had distinctly heard a man’s voice and even if it had been a dream or in her head, she remained a little spooked.
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I would be a little spooked too. lol Love to hear your feedback.
Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road
Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he’s convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can’t recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar’s rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.
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Oh yeah, I’d definitely be spooked. Great snippet, Karen. 🙂
Siobhan,
Great- that is exactly what I was hoping for. 🙂
I’d be spooked too and getting out of there! Great snippet!
Elyzabeth,
You can run but you can’t hide. lol
He’s in her head. It’s very powerful. She should run from the house and never return but then what becomes of this interesting tale?
Write on, Karen.
Charmaine,
Can’t be easy. There wouldn’t be a story. lol
A very atmospheric and foreboding snippet, SO well done. Spooky and thoroughly intriguing. Excellent excerpt!
Veronica,
I was hoping it would come through that way. 🙂
Yes, spooky!
Aurora,
That’s what I like to hear.
I know that feeling (including feeling foolish even while flooding the house with light) and you’ve done a great job of evoking it.
Sometimes you have to write what you lived. lol So glad it read the way it was supposed to.
“The hallway appeared like a dark tunnel with no end in sight…” Oh, yeah, that’s how it seems to me, too, when I hear a strange sound late at night.
Yep, same here. 🙂
I don’t blame her for being freaked out, especially with the house so dark and quiet at this point.
Very evocative and eerie – I think a lot of us have felt like that when fumbling around in the dark for the lightswitch! Great excerpt!
I’d be a little spooked myself. I don’t like strange noises at night.
Elaine,
I’m with you.
Had that feeling before. At least she didn’t also walk past a mirror and scare herself with her own reflection.
Aldrea,
lol- That wouldn’t have been good.
I can’t help but feel that this spooky meeting will turn out to be a happy surprise … although with complications along the way.
Ed,
You’ll have to wait and see. 🙂
I would turn on every light in the house, and huddle in a blanket until I felt safe. Love the description, it captures that spooky feeling that follows you out of a bad dream–or haunting–nicely.
Caitlin,
So glad you enjoyed the snippet.
I like the slow building tension! 😀
Amy,
Thank you.
You freaked me out with your great description of her fears. Good job!
Diane,
What I was going for. 🙂 Thank you.
I would probably be checking every corner of that sound proof room to make sure there is no intruder. Or hide under a blanket, especially at three am because blankets are the best way to protect yourself against everything at that time of the night.