"The Further" drabbles by VerityAlways
Mystery Miles
The Further
In the midst of torrential rains, a woman stranded, waved for lift.
She needed a drop by the thoroughfare, as her car broke down. She refused any further help and mentioned that her folks were aware and rushing for her.
While stopping at the foot of the road, I took an important call. She smiled and mouthed her thanks then dissipated.
There was a crowd gathered, around a brutal car accident and I rushed to help.
Till date… the mere thought of it makes my blood run cold… the woman I drove for help was the victim, behind the wheel.
Game of Frames
The Further
A Victorian Mansion was my subject of ghost sighting . An abandoned house, which had earned the reputation of ‘The Further’.
The mansion, reflected the era’s décor. It still seemed daunting due to the endless intimidating family portraits.
There was nothing unusual on EMF Meter, Ion Counter, temperature sightings, or Sulphur traces. I resorted to a short nap.
I woke up, to find a dozen mute people in upright stature. I reached for the doors, but they acted as mirrors.
I sensed a déjà vu. Reality hit me hard… I was trapped in The Further, in one of those portraits.
