Lightening flashed, splitting the night into jagged pieces, lighting the small room with strobe light effect. The pelting rain rang off the copper roof and thunder clapped and filled their world. They huddled together, seeking warmth and comfort in each other.
"What was that?" Sam whispered to the currently dark room.
Claire didn't answer, she just sobbed into Sam's shoulder.
Sam wished she would shut the hell up. Crying wasn't helping anything.
The room lit up again as the storm reasserted itself into their consciousness, making it impossible to think clearly.
Claire wished the lightening would stop. Instinctively believing it was easier to hide in the dark. Of course if it couldn't see you, you couldn't see it either....if it was coming.
The light was fading after the lightening flash. Sam's eyes sprang open as Claire's scream overwhelmed the voice of the storm.
A small spot on the far wall was glowing a sickly, swamp gas green color. The glowing spot grew........outward, into the room as well as on the wall. Sam recoiled as as features appeared in the glow and a rotting, deathy smell assaulted her.
Claire wasn't screaming anymore, her mind had shut down. She just sat there rocking, watching the thing grow more substantial as it entered the room.
The room filled with light and thunder as the storm raged against the old copper roof. Lightening flashed quicker and quicker so that now, it was light more often than not. Thunder peeled.
In that unearthly light from the storm,the sickly green glow waned and Sam closed her eyes tightly and opened them again. Again the lightening echo was fading and the room was getting dark. The decaying odor smothered Sam, she couldn't breathe. She coughed.
It materialized right in front of her as the darkness overtook the room. The last thing Sam knew was Claires throat ripping scream.
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