Take a peak at the prologue and let me know what you think. Lorne
Red Serge
Prologue
Bright red blood grew pregnant on the
giant white rabbit’s fangs. It growled
deeply with every hot breath. It stared
down at the girl. Eyes of a dark red
iris encircled in pink.
Kayla stared back.
She had to run.
She knew she had to run, but something
in her didn’t want to let her body take flight.
Fear tensed every muscle. Her
feet kicked at the ground crawling her back away from the beast, the earth
lifted her shirt up and scratched her back.
Grey eyes watched the pregnant bubble of red engorge itself on the end
of the fangs. It was as if she couldn’t
move until something happened. She
stared at the blood and held her breath.
The blood dropped.
It disappeared into the fur of the
rabbit’s belly staining it all pink.
Kayla was off.
Leigh rolled onto her front.
The family dog opened one eye to check
on what she was doing. Its paws
stretched out from where they had been scratching Leigh’s back. It closed its eye again and went back to
snoring.
The girl ran and ran as fast as she could. Arms pumped at her sides. With every step Kayla felt twenty pounds
heavier. Her chest hurt. Her heart pounded in her ears. She looked back over her shoulder at the
white rabbit following her. She was only
ten.
There was tall grass and overgrown
walkways. Trees were taking it back. There were waves. Light in the distance behind trees and
blackness.
Leigh knew this area, she had been there
before.
But Kayla never had. Where was it?
Her legs couldn’t go much longer. No matter how hard she ran the rabbit was
getting closer. It was like in a scary
movie. No matter how fast she ran the
walking bad guy, boogie man, was getting closer.
More blood dripped from his fangs. The pink of its chest was brightening to a
brilliant red.
Leigh completely twisted around as she
tried to get comfortable in her sleep.
Her face went next to the dog’s getting the animal’s hot breath against
her nose and eyes. The blankets bound up
under her thigh.
Kayla tripped.
Her body flew through the air, hands
stretched out like a super hero reject. Her
thigh hit something hard. Pain shot
through her leg. Her body was instantly
chilled from the wet ground. Auburn hair matted to her forehead. There was no other emotion inside of her
except fear. It was overtaking her. She heard something behind her.
It was the rabbit.
It was there. She didn’t want to roll over but had to. She had to.
Kayla rolled onto her back. The giant rabbit was there. The blood had run and stained it a red bib
beneath its chin.
Where was the blood from? Who’s blood was it? Was it her blood?
The rabbit bent at the waist and
breathed its hot breath into the girl’s face.
She closed her eyes from the snorting air. It smelled like a mixture of earth and meat. She wanted to scream, but nothing would come
out. She had to scream.
She had to scream.
The rabbit opened its mouth, “little
girl.”
Leigh’s brown eyes opened wide.
For one second she laid in bed staring
straight up at the splash of light sprayed across the ceiling from somewhere
outside.
She sat up.
She looked first at the window then at
the picture on her wall beside the window.
The street lamp light glinted off the glass covering the picture of a
red coated Mountie on a large black horse.
Her father and Handcuf. She
realized she wasn’t breathing and started up the rhythmic act that usually
didn’t require thought. Frix laid beside
her. The old Springer Spaniel’s sleep
was barely interrupted by her sudden rise.
Her nightlight lit up the space in the room between her bed and the
door. She was eleven, too old for a
nightlight, but two years ago a man, a killer had been in her room. He had been in the entire house. He was the reason for the state of the art
security system and the bars on their windows.
Her hand pushed her long brown hair from her face.
Why was she suddenly awake? A dream?
She couldn’t remember what it had been about. Someone had been running. Something had been chasing. There was screaming.
Kayla?
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