Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 514) The Corridor
The clamminess of the dwelling is prominent and thick as it encompasses the halls and conservatory of the manor. Stephen has been standing here in this dark yet open spot, for several fearful minutes but to him, it feels as if an hour or more has passed.
He cannot fathom taking another strike from the devilish creature that is in control of the lives here. With his newfound knowledge of the past and of this horrid folktale come to life, he now understands why the demise of his great-uncle was such a welcomed event for friends and family. If the torture he felt today was the same as what his uncle endured, over and over, day after day, and for many months. Then death would indeed feel like a blessing and a relief.
Light from the storm flickers in through the window and for that split second it illuminates the hall brightly. Stephen is not fully convinced that he is alone, but he did not see the monstrous beast, nor did he see any of his friends.
“I’ve got to get to the conservatory.” He mumbles to himself.
He is angry with the others for leaving him behind, but most of all hurt that not even Zsofia stayed by his side. The depressive state and anxious actions that have been with him his entire life are consuming him now. It is with this rush of anger that he no longer cares what becomes of him as he takes careful and deliberate steps along the corridor.