In fact, while I was driving home today I got to thinking about my encounter with Demon Spider no, I'm still not over it -- I had to jump the threshold today and all of a sudden Soren starts having a grade-A fit! I turned my music off and listened to him. Turns out, he had a really great idea for a short horror story. It's been ages since I wrote anything, but I came home and typed out the beginning. I'm in such a good mood that I'll even show it to you!
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As I drove, I surfed absent-mindedly through the stations on the radio, not really listening to each as I passed. My mind was too preoccupied with other thoughts.
They were going to be throwing me a birthday party at the office, for sure. I really hoped they remembered I was thirty-five, not forty-one. I’d been thirty-five ever since I was thirty-five. Last year, some idiot had given me a cake with forty candles. A month later, I fired him for mislabeling a case file. Two good things had come from that – one, no one ever dared mislabel anything again and two, they started getting my age right.
Hmm… I wondered if Mr. Cruz had decided to file the charges against his wife? That would be a press-garnering case… Great media for our firm…
I was yanked from my thoughts by a sudden searing pain in my left wrist. Forgoing several different defensive driving experiences, I yelped and released the wheel, grasping my wrist with my other hand. A thin red line had become visible across the veins of my wrist, throbbing incessantly. I stared at it dumbfounded.
“What…?” I mouthed, a chill creeping down my spine.
There was no way. It couldn’t be… I should have another year left, shouldn’t I? Right? I started counting in my head. 1992… 1993…1994…
A car honked and I remembered I was supposed to be driving. With a gasp, I threw my hands back on the wheel to steady my car.
Then I froze.
A huge, bloated tarantula was creeping up the steering wheel, twitching its inch-long fangs as though itching to sink them into my flesh.
A large red skull was marked on its abdomen.
I screamed bloody murder and backhanded it across the car, jerking the wheel in a panic to pull over and run like hell. However, in my terror I overcompensated and found myself tearing across the median into oncoming traffic, directly in the path of an oncoming eighteen wheeler.
Right before the impact, I glanced at the tarantula in the passenger’s seat and heard a raspy voice seeming to come from the spider itself say:
“Time’s up, Caroline.”
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Sounds like the ending, but it's not XD. You'll just have to wait and see. I'll probably post it as I write. Soren and I are still working out the meat of the story and I'm hoping tonight Rollin will throw in his two cents...
In my artistic endeavors, I've made a scientific breakthrough -- people really like my comics *giddy*. I had thought they weren't funny because my brother never laughs, but apparently other people out there really enjoy them. It's really given me a lot of encouragement, as well as a lot of ideas to play around with. I'm still sketching and painting, but my distaste for time-consuming detail makes comics the more attractive of my options. I have no patience.
I did sketch/overlay paint an illustration of Scott and Ann from The Five Trials. It's not my best and the background sucks as always, but I'll post it here. I did it in just a few hours, so don't hold the lack of quality against me XD
I've found that if you tilt your head to the right, everything looks better. I have a bad habit of drawing with the page and my head tilted, so everything's more in proportion if you do so as well. It really DOES make a difference so weird.
Um... I guess that's all for today except it's Friday and I still don't have my Bleach and Naruto :(
Sumimasen!
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