Louisa Maine
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I'm a fiction writer and a poet with a passion for creating and capturing compelling moments on the page. I've been writing since I was six years old and currently work as a professional copywriter. I can't live without coffee or books.
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When Static Speaks
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Hailey Winston, an 18-year-old freshman at Fredrickson University, had lit it with trembling hands just minutes before. She stood in the middle of the room, staring out at the shadows that pooled just outside the candle’s weak flame. The threadbare, moth-eaten curtains shook and trembled in the breeze and the old wood creaked as she tried to face whatever lurked in the darkness without shaking. In her sweaty palm, she clutched the handle of a knife. Her heart pounded, but she refused to let her guard drop for even a moment. Finally, after a handful of excruciating seconds, she opened her mouth and began to chant, her tongue stumbling over the unfamiliar Latin words. Exsurge a mortuis et iterum ambula inter homines. After she had recited the phrase a dozen times, she fell suddenly silent. Every muscle in her body tensed as she waited. Moments passed, each one more slowly than the last. Despite how hard she was straining to listen, she still wasn’t ready when she heard it, a sound normally so unremarkable magnified a thousand times by the heavy quiet of the forest that surrounded it. The distinct snap of a brittle branch crushed underfoot. It was at that moment, with fear heightening her every sense, that she realized –
By Louisa Maine4 years ago in Horror
