Only In The Dark

A boy with his eye on two worlds and a disappearing family, Oliver Shawl is put to the test to finish his father's work and save man kind from the monsters and demons that walk among us in the dark.
This was my Nano write that I, unfortunately, was late to sign up for due to technical difficulties.


30. Almost Complete

That memory had something to do with him not showing up the first time they were home. If he knew they were there he would have come to see them, maybe not speak, but to see his grandson being a man. But he was out searching for his family and he had in fact found them. But it wasn’t how he wanted to see them again. They were totally lifeless and forgot about everything. His little sister wasn’t at home and he didn’t know where she could be. His parents were still laying where they had died and showed no interest in moving. They hadn’t even recognized him nor showed they cared. His sister Kimmy was nowhere to be found.

“Are you alright?” Jennifer was sitting in front of him on the ground with a book in her lap. His eyes wandered over to the demon who was watching him, then cleared his throat.

    “Yes. I’m fine sweetie. Sorry I worried you… Just a haunting memory came back to me and I was thinking of why it all sort of ties together.” He was rambling and caught himself. “Ah! Sorry.”

    “What do you mean?” She asked with an eyebrow raised.

    “Nothing sweetie.” He smiled at her but she didn’t believe him. But she left him alone about it. Kingston stared blankly down at the book in front of him. That night was one of the worst nights of his life and he had no chance of erasing it from his memory. It often made him wonder if his family was cursed and every other generation of a Shawl would have to endure the pain of losing his loved ones. But why? Why did his family have such bad luck?

    As he sat staring at the book he noticed there was a tear in one of the pages right down the middle and under that page was another and as he saw the rip in the middle, the words seemed to match each other but in a different language he couldn’t understand. He tilted his head to each side to see in the words there was a picture of a face with a long tongue that looked like a snake’s tongue sticking out. “Look at this…” He held the book out to Jennifer who took it from him gently and scanned through the words. “There’s a picture in the words. Shouldn’t that mean something? I can’t read the language though so I wouldn’t know.” Jennifer had a glow in her dark eyes as she read through it then shot up quickly.

“Pa you’re a genius!” The monster tilted his head back as if watching her. Oliver jerked awake and sat up slowly, a bit disoriented from his short nap that lasted about an hour or two.

“Oh? That’s good.” Oliver rubbed his eyes and watched his mother head to the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife then walked to the circle.

“Woah what’s going on?” Oliver stood up quickly, alarmed by the eagerness in her eyes.

“Gimme your hand Oliver.” She held out her hand from around the circle to take his. He awkwardly laughed.

“W-Why? I don’t think I trust you with that knife.” She was smiling excitedly and snatched up his hand and he stumbled forward.

“Pish posh.” She laughed it off then stuck the knife in his palm, closing his hand around the blade and tugging it so it cut into his hand. Oliver jerked a little and gasped.

“What are you doing?” He tried to pull his hand away but she wouldn’t let him. Kingston watched from behind them.

“What did it say?” Kingston set his hand on Oliver’s shoulder to keep him calm. Jennifer stuck Oliver’s hand into the circle and the blood from his hand dripped onto the demon’s head. It didn’t make a move and only sat there.

“It’s so simple. He needs his own DNA and then we say this spell. The problem is it only brings out the Tim we know for only a short while. On the inside he has to push out the demon and fight for his own life. It could be a good ending; but… He has to do it on his own and really want to come back.” She began to speak in another language and held Oliver’s arm steady while speaking loudly for the demon to hear. Oliver held as still as he could and let the blood pour from his hand. But the amount of blood that drained from his made him a little queasy.

“What could happen to him if he couldn’t fight it out? He’s probably not even strong enough!” Kingston asked worriedly. Jennifer didn’t respond but continued to speak in the unknown language. The demon began to twitch then it let out a roaring laugh the flickered in front of them and was on it’s knees with it’s head on the ground. It’s hand began to hit the floor and his body twisted like it was in pain. Jennifer let go of Oliver’s arm and he pulled it back, Kingston had a cloth ready and helped wrap up his hand as they watched the beast shout and squirm on the ground.

“It’s hurting him!” Oliver watched and felt sympathy for the thing. “You’re killing it!” He was shouting it and Kingston had to hold him away from Jennifer so he didn’t stop her.

“Don’t. She’s almost done.” A few seconds later she stopped and on the monster lied on the floor motionless.

    Jennifer knelt down next to the circle, she looked like a human again. “Tim?” Her voice was soft and almost childish. It shook just saying his name and she set her hands against the invisible wall, waiting for a response. The body jerked a little and with a groan it sat up and looked their direction. It wasn’t smiling and just sat there looking at them. Jennifer’s shoulders slunk and she sat on her legs. “Tim?” Her voice was softer.

    The monster tilted its head a little then a deep scratchy voice came from the creature. “Jenny?” She gasped at the sound of his voice saying her name. “Where are you?” She pound her hands against the wall and smiled brightly at him.

    “Baby! I’m here! You’re back! Quick Oli, break the line of salt.” He did as he was told quickly. The beast stood slowly and the line was broken. Jennifer ran and threw her arms around his neck and embraced him tightly. He seemed confused and carefully wrapped his arms around her and buried his head in the crook of her neck. She cried into his shoulder and squeezed his body to hers. “I’ve missed you so much Tim! I’ve missed you so much! I’m so sorry. I’m so, so, so, so sorry.” Oliver and Kingston were tearing up also and they joined in on their hug. Another family group hug but it was somewhat more complete.

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