Hunted, by Larry Kollar

He ran through the darkened halls, looking behind him on occasion. No way out, his footsteps told him. Every room was a dead end.

His father’s voice came to him from so long ago: This dabbling in the occult will end badly! Yes. His body feared only death… his mind feared what lay beyond.

Bursting into the great room, he paused, looking around for a hiding place.

Curtains flew open, the sun shone in, and he cried out in pain and terror. The hunter rushed forward with a cry of triumph, and drove his sharpened stake into the vampire’s heart.

Posted on October 28, 2011, in Issue 1: Hundred Word Halloween and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. I wonder what does lie beyond for him now?

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