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Don't Open the Door

Updated on September 9, 2011

It was far to quiet for Derek. He knew that before long the darkness would come. He leaned against the window pane and took another long drag off of his cigarette. The blue smoke circled the air above him. He blew air into it and watched as it dissipated. How many more nights would he have to endure before he could be free? Surely he had paid the price for peeking inside the room.

He was startled from his silent watch on the evening sky by a knock on the door. He knew she had come again, as she always did. He put out his cigarette and walked to the door. Before he could turn the knob, Sarina pushed the door open. She had a beautiful smile that lit up Derek's world.

"Won't you come in, please?"

She smiled at him and pushed her way past him. "I was coming in whether you asked me or not, Dear. We need to talk about what we are going to do about the night."

"Is there anything to really talk about, Sarina? It is going to come and we can do nothing about it."

"That is very true but perhaps we can find a way to protect you before it turns dark."

"My dear Love, we have been here 1000 times and so far, every night is the same. They will come and try to take me and we will hold one another until the night passes."

"And you, sweet man, will have bruises and cuts and pain that is nearly unbearable when they leave us."

"It has been so long. Do you even remember why we are here? Why don't we just leave this horrible place and start new, somewhere they can not find us?"

"I do remember, Derek... it is You that has forgotten."

"Then remind me, sweet love, I need to remember."

"We were so young then and afraid of nothing. The trees seemed to talk to us then though later we realized it wasn't the trees at all. Secrets that were stored inside the old shed were things we should never have seen. Grammie told you Not to open the door, Ever!!! You didn't listen. At 10 years old, you were already trying to impress me. You couldn't see that I already loved you. You didn't need to do anything to have my love."

Derek looked into her beautiful eyes.He had no idea how but they were in an instant moved from inside his home to the trees outside. He wondered how she was able to do such a thing. His head swirled and he felt dizzy. He always felt this way when he looked at Sarina. She intoxicated his whole being. He remembered as she talked to him. He could see the door that led inside the shed. His body shook as the visions of his past swept any other thoughts clean from his head. His hand touched the door. he could feel the icy chill of it's interior through the wood. Derek fell to his knees as the pain surged through his body. Sarina reached out her hand to help him from the ground. When he turned to look at her, she winced and tried to pull away.

"You..." The voice was not Derek that spoke to her from Derek's throat. It was a low, gravely voice that sounded like a man of 100 years old, she thought. "One hundred???" Derek's hand covered his heart as if in pain. Sarina knew it was in jest. "You pain me by only aging me one hundred years, child. One hundred years ago, I was already a Millineum."

Derek's hand reached out to touch her. It appeared narled and old. Sarina stepped back away from the hand. Again, Derek's body winced as if truly hurt. The laugh that came from his vocals sent a chill down Sarina's spine. She stepped back faurther away from Derek.

"Oh child, you know I can not touch you. As deeply as I desire to dirty and ravish you, before I rip you into tiny pieces of flesh for my dogs, alas, I can not do that. Not yet, I can't!! Have you told your lover about us or are you saving that for a special moment?"

"You are not supposed to leave the shed! You have been told that so many times. The people of the village will come and kill you."

"Like they did the last time, Sarina?" The laugh was as horrible as the first time she had heard it. She wanted to turn and run away and never return but she knew she could not. She was in love with Derek and would never leave him alone.

"Once I tell him what you are and what you are doing, he will destroy you! You know that and that is why you try so hard to kill him!"

"Kill him??? Is that what you think I want to do to him?"

Suddenly, a loud roar erupted from the tyrees that encircled them. Some of the dogs that surrounded Derek's body recognized the sound. They turned away from the sound and disappeared into the woods. Derek's body jerked from side to side and lifted from the ground for a moment. Jerking once more, he suddenly went limp and fell to the ground. From the trees behind them came two women and a man. One of them reached out her hand and pulled Derek to his feet. Derek stared straight ahead for a moment. He searched the crowd as if looking for someone. He stopped and looked at Sarina, the tears in her eyes still glittering. She touched his hand and he felt the warmth of her love inside of him.

"Tell me please, Sarina, for I know this is not about Demons and Devils. Something is behind that door, but every time I try to remember it all, that creature takes over and I stop remembering."

"Derek, I will do all that I can to help you. Our love is strong enough if you just will allow it too. We need to get you out of this house. It is so important to do that."

Derek looked at Sarina, his brow furled. "What are you talking about??? We Are outside..."

He cut his sentence off mid-way. Derek could see the window and the walls of the house. He could smell the smoke from his cigarette and the perfume that Sarina was wearing. How??? How in the Hell did he get inside the house? He reached inside his shirt pocket and pulled out another ciggarette. As he struck a match to light it, he saw the darkness fall. It fell so fast that he barely had time for his eyes to adjust. Now all Derek could feel... was fear. His Own fear!


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      jami l. pereira 6 years ago

      Intense and dramatic from the beginning , Loved it ! Voted up all the way across except funny . :)have a wonderful evening!:)

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      Thank you for reading and for taking the time to view. I wish you only the very best in life. Always, Darrel

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      Enlydia Listener 6 years ago from trailer in the country

      What caught my attention was the pictures of doors. I wanted to collect an assortment of door/gate pictures at one time for guided imagery. Thanks for sharing.

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      and again I thank you Lyric, for reading this story. I hope that you enjoy it all the way through. I did read your profile and wish you the best in your music. I have a CD out that is 13 of my own songs, written and sang by me on the CD. I have written over 100 songs over the years and was thrilled when I was able to have my first CD published. Keep going and never give up. Always, Darrel

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      Richard Ricky Hale 6 years ago from West Virginia

      Very good first chapter. I tell you, your talent is undeniable. You are a very good story teller and writer. From beginning to end, it is all consistent, keep you at the edge of your seat good. When I can read each line and looking over my shoulder, that is way cool. Perfect theme, you have a gift so thanks for sharing it Darrel.

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      Thank you for reading this and with your busy life, it means so much to me that you are taking precious time and reading. Thank you for that. Always, Darrel

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      Maria Jordan 6 years ago from Jeffersonville PA


      I have finally settled down to read your story and it has been worth the wait! I have become quickly hooked, thrilled that there are several more installments to absorb. This has all the elements of a fabulous suspense and I thank you for sharing it with me.

      Voted UP & AB, mar.

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      Qudsia, Your comment here is like a fire being lit under an oil pan. It pushes me forward and makes the Passion within my writing come alive. It also reminds me that my novels are written with the same fierce passion. A passion I must be sure never to lose site of. Thank you for that.

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      QudsiaP1 6 years ago

      Good God Darrel, this stuff here is pure gold! I have been a bit busy these past few days and just saw you publish part 4, I am ever so glad I decided to read it from the beginning.

      The conflict, fear, confusion, serenity and anguish that you have described in the protagonist all at once is a bloody well fantastic talent. Moving on to part 2.

      Darrel also please inter link the parts together so they are easier to find, without having to go to your profile, thanks. :)

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      hello Becky... so wonderful to see you here. I am curious as you are to know what he saw.:) Let's look together. :P Thank you for reading this. Always, Darrel

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      Ahh,, Fatgrammy... you cause me to want to write and want to add and want to continue even when I am unsure that I should. Thank you for always encouraging me.

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      Chelle, I smile each time that I see you here. It means more than words can say to know that you have read and written a comment about anything that I write. After more than ten years, you still make me smile like no other. Thank you for always being here. Always, Darrel

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      Debbie... I too want to know what is inside that shed. We will find out together I guess. ;) Thank you for reading this.

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      Becky Katz 6 years ago from Hereford, AZ

      Beautiful and terrifying. What did he see?

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      fatgrammy 6 years ago from North Carolina

      Wow, I forgot how much I missed your stories. Lookes like this is going to be another great one! Can't wait for the next chapter. I DO love your work.

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      Michelle 6 years ago

      im on the edge of my seat already ,cant wait for thr nexter chapter .you are quite the talent

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      debbie lawrrnce 6 years ago

      kept and held my interest,from the beginning.

      cant wait for more,want to see what goes on beyond that door.