Prologue:
As Eva left the house and settled in a place she called paradise, she remembered the past as only a blurred image. She knew the names of the people and the house and her great grand mother, but the further she fled from the dark heart, the less she could recall with any type of accuracy. The demon had more then enough power over her to do this and more.
Perhaps she found love. Maybe even married and lived happily ever after. The darkness cared not. Soaking in the dark misery it had more then enough for a long while. It slowly erased all traces from the house and pictures. The darkness wiped the truth of its nature from the furthest minds linked together by the family blood line. Subtlety was it's true calling. For years it sat in the house forgotten by all but one.
In dreams when she wondered about it did the memory linger. Like an old affair dark and secrete. It would stay on Vivian's soul like a stain on white cloth. In the form of a dream did it show her the way. She was suppose to go to a friends home for the summer. She booked the ticket made the reservations. Only to find herself standing in front of the gates to the old house forgotten by its owners. It was ten pm and the cab driver didn't even ask for payment. His eyes were glassed over and as the door closed by itself he drove off towards the city. Vivian wouldn't be able to recall the walk to the doors a half mile from where the gates stood. She just stood in front of them now like some sort of dark dream.
Her hand lifted not by her will to the weather aged wood. As if afraid the door swung inward to reveal the dark interior. Vivian was now in her late forties. Time was kind to her and she bore none of it. As she took the first step into the foyer she shivered and reverted to the young girl she was when it first took her. Unknown to Vivian her feet didn't move but hovered a quarter inch off the floor and the force that held her entranced pulled her slowly to the final destination.
Down the hall she glided until she stood in front of a door that silently swung open. The room was dark for a moment then the lights that had no access to electricity flickered on. The window was broken and at the floor was a decomposed raven. The painting that had hid the safe was torn by talons. The safe door was open and inside the the faint green glow reflected in her eyes. Vivian reached out her hand as if to beckon a lover. The necklace flew from the safe and rested perfectly around her neck. It was unavoidable, munch like human suffering. Now fully under it's sway, they left together in darkness.
THE END......
As Eva left the house and settled in a place she called paradise, she remembered the past as only a blurred image. She knew the names of the people and the house and her great grand mother, but the further she fled from the dark heart, the less she could recall with any type of accuracy. The demon had more then enough power over her to do this and more.
Perhaps she found love. Maybe even married and lived happily ever after. The darkness cared not. Soaking in the dark misery it had more then enough for a long while. It slowly erased all traces from the house and pictures. The darkness wiped the truth of its nature from the furthest minds linked together by the family blood line. Subtlety was it's true calling. For years it sat in the house forgotten by all but one.
In dreams when she wondered about it did the memory linger. Like an old affair dark and secrete. It would stay on Vivian's soul like a stain on white cloth. In the form of a dream did it show her the way. She was suppose to go to a friends home for the summer. She booked the ticket made the reservations. Only to find herself standing in front of the gates to the old house forgotten by its owners. It was ten pm and the cab driver didn't even ask for payment. His eyes were glassed over and as the door closed by itself he drove off towards the city. Vivian wouldn't be able to recall the walk to the doors a half mile from where the gates stood. She just stood in front of them now like some sort of dark dream.
Her hand lifted not by her will to the weather aged wood. As if afraid the door swung inward to reveal the dark interior. Vivian was now in her late forties. Time was kind to her and she bore none of it. As she took the first step into the foyer she shivered and reverted to the young girl she was when it first took her. Unknown to Vivian her feet didn't move but hovered a quarter inch off the floor and the force that held her entranced pulled her slowly to the final destination.
Down the hall she glided until she stood in front of a door that silently swung open. The room was dark for a moment then the lights that had no access to electricity flickered on. The window was broken and at the floor was a decomposed raven. The painting that had hid the safe was torn by talons. The safe door was open and inside the the faint green glow reflected in her eyes. Vivian reached out her hand as if to beckon a lover. The necklace flew from the safe and rested perfectly around her neck. It was unavoidable, munch like human suffering. Now fully under it's sway, they left together in darkness.
THE END......