October Spooky Shorts #4: June

Erwin lay on the damp grass with his back against a tree stump. He tried to grasp the bark of the thick trunk to maneuver himself upright, but with his hands and feet bound, and his eyes blindfolded, it proved difficult.

“Don’t you.” Shane shouted fiercely at Erwin when he saw his silhouette fidgeting in the pale moonlight. “Don’t even think about it.”

Shane rose from where he was sitting on the grass a few yards away and kicked Erwin in the stomach repeatedly. Erwin retreated into a fetal position.

“You don’t have to do this,” Erwin wheezed after catching his breathe.

Shane struck him with a bruised fist.

“Oh no.” Shane’s four-year-old daughter, June, covered her face with her tiny hands. Shane rushed to returned to his spot next to her.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay now. Everything will be alright.”

“Oh no, oh no.” The girl repeated and swayed sorrowfully.

“Who are you talking to.” Erwin asked hoarsely. “It’s her, isn’t it?”

“Shut up!” Shane snapped. He picked up a rod and struck it against Erwin’s face. Blood poured out from the gash.

“Oh no, oh no, oh no.” June repeated as she reeled in circles, her cries getting louder with each rotation.

“Quiet! I can’t think,” Shane snarled at June. Realizing his error, he rubbed his forehead and bloodshot eyes and staggered toward her. He dropped to his knees penitently beside her and continued in a low tender voice, “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t mean that.”

“Shane, honest to god, it was an accident. I didn’t mean for anything to happen to her,” Erwin whined as he wept softly.

Shane tore back to Erwin with tears of raw rage in his eyes. He gripped the rod and struck Erwin. Erwin cried out for mercy, but Shane didn’t stop until Erwin was no longer breathing.

Shane returned to his daughter’s grave and threw the rod to the side. He crumbed to the ground in front of the headstone.

“My sweetheart, this is all for you. I love you, June.” Shane wept and shook violently.

June was quiet and still as she levitated beside the headstone.

“Something bad was coming, Daddy. But now it’s coming for you.”

Shane felt a presence behind him. The ghost of his daughter dissipated into the moonlight. Shane turned as a shroud of darkness enveloped him.

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