The Hunt Ch.6 Reality

Walls shake as if the foundation to the cabin itself was becoming uprooted. Jack strains his weight against the door with his left shoulder, his right arm reaching out for anything to use as a weapon. Amy wipes her matted blonde hair away from her face and looks around the cabin she was sitting in, still trying to absorb the shock of the situation she was in. A vibrating deer head mounted on the wall bounces up and down with each ram, its cold eyes seem to stare through Amy, fixating on the dying hope that so desperately tries to cling to her.

“Kid, the room to the right there’s a gun cabinet. It’s unlocked, grab me something to blow a hole in this thing!”

Jack barricades the door with his shoulder and with his foot anchored into the ground, his weight leans into one center point. The door rattles again with a loud THUD. Rusted screws dribble outward of the hinges, dangling and teasing that a couple of more hits will make this night a hell of a lot shorter for the survivors.

Amy runs into a dimly lit room and sees a towering cabinet near a corner, one door was cracked open exposing the b**t of a rifle. She pulls it back and grabs one with both hands, it was heavier than she imagined as Jack made it seem so easy to hold. Lugging it back she almost drops it when a screeching howl echoes into the night sky, it was louder than before and drove fear into her soul. Jack tries to be brave, pretends to be, hopes to be, but the truth was that if given the chance he would take a coward’s path and leave Amy behind. Fear sometimes has a way of exposing you more than you would hope. He wanted to help at first, wanted to be a hero, but between him and a thick piece of wood stood a beast that only existed in horror movies, nightmares. Yet this nightmare was a reality coming to maul, to feast, to destroy.

“Hand it to me!” he stretches one arm out, twitching his fingers outwards for a solid grip. She gets within reaching distance, and locks with fear. The door hinges were becoming loose, a screw hits the floor and spirals around past Jack’s pale face aiming towards Amy’s twisted mouth clamping down onto her lower lip. She tightens her hands on the barrel and feels her face flush with heat of embarrassment. Urine begins to run down a trembling leg forming a sporadic puddle around her sneaker. Jack’s reflection forms in it showing terror, anger, and suddenly, shock.

A bristle covered arm splinters a weak spot on the door and reaches in, quick as a flash. Rock hard fingers grip around his face, pressing the tips of the claws past his grizzled beard and into leather skin. Jack feels the weight of his oversized body bring him down as he crashes into the door, yet the impact isn’t what vacates his pain index. His face, still clamped in a hardened vice, slides outwards through the splintered hole. He presses one hand on the door and another on the wall, pushing as hard as possible. On the other side the wolf stares its glowing eyes into Jack’s, almost in a taunting manner. Under the moonlight it seems unimaginable of what features the shadows surrounding it are hiding. He feels saliva fall into his thick hair, it smells like copper.

One paw grips onto his face, creating dime sized pockets into his neck and jaw, the other raises upwards. It shears claws into his face rearing his cheek back into a folded mat of wet flesh, the skin separates apart from nerves and tissue like tenderized pot roast, revealing his left row of teeth. Some are in tact, others are missing. Jack begins to gargle on his blood, choking and sputtering while still fighting to pull himself inside.

Amy lets out a scream without thinking, her mind couldn’t handle what was happening before her eyes, it was too much. She finally reached a breaking point and felt her mind start to float in a cloud. None of this was real, it couldn’t be. Any minute her mother was gonna wake her gently as she always did when she had nightmares, snuggle up with her for a moment while her mom reassured her she was safe, then tuck her back in bed. The nightmare would be gone, the thick blankets would be back up to her chin, and she would softly drift into sleep again.

The door pushes open with Jack’s remains dripping down both ends of the hole, his lower body crumpled on the floor, missing the upper region. A piece of collar bone rests inside a glob of brain oozing into a neat pile next to his head nearby a tree. The wolf takes a step inside, walking on two legs towards Amy. She stands in the same spot, urine still residing in a warm puddle around her new white sneakers. The gun still in her hands, she has her eyes closed, almost giggling. “It’s a nightmare, none of this is real. It never was. Mommy, please, come get me already. Please, I’m scared.”

She opens her eyes as the beast lunges towards her, jaws hinged open.

  • Bonnie Manz

    Awesome I have been waiting for next part to this story and you did not disappoint. Great job!

    • Ray Ramirez

      Thank you! I already figured out how to end it, so I’ll be posting the last chapter soon.

      • JaneTheReader

        Yeah, it’s looking good! I read all of the previous chapters after you showed me the next one, so I could better understand what was going on.
        Also it’s back to work for a day and then i’ll be busy on christmas day and boxing day, so I won’t see your messages.

        • Ray Ramirez

          You’re too kind 🙂 Ah okay, well Merry Christmas and I’ll talk to ya again whenever you get free time again.

          • JaneTheReader

            Have a merry christmas and yeah I’ll have some free time probably after boxing day 🙂

    • bonniemanz 5++

  • Ess.Tennant

    I can’t wait to read more of your stuff, I loved what you sent me! I just came on here to see if you had added more!

    • Ray Ramirez

      Hey thanks! I’m sorry I’ve been so busy and my mind has just been blank, but I’ll try to add more as soon as I can. 🙂

      • Ylno

        Please do! Really love your work!

        • Ray Ramirez

          Thanks! I’m trying to work on strories, it’s been difficult to do so with my hectic work schedule lately.

          • Ylno

            I’m almost done reading all your entries. I may sound like a broken record, but I really love your stories. Perhaps you have some suggestions which stories/writers I really have to read? Haven’t found any that comes close to your work. Do you have any favorites here? If so, enlighten me please^^

          • Ray Ramirez

            You’re seriously too kind to me, thanks for adding good vibes to my day 😊 There’s a lot of great writers on here. Feed The Pig is a fantastic story, 1999 is a personal favorite, SkullNBones writes really detailed stories that are cool as hell, They Imprint Among Us is a good series, not too focused on horror as it is kinda a love story but still great and a good add to this site. The Soldier was solid, that series is in the top rated stories. That one is just badass. There’s a ton of great authors on here, just gotta give em a chance and start reading what you can and you’ll find some damn good talent, a lot that are better than me honestly.

          • Ylno

            Thanks for your suggestions, I’m about to read the ones you mentioned. But I can’t seem to find ‘feed the pig’ and ‘1999’. So I’ll will strart reading the stories from SkullNBones. Sorry for the late reply, been very busy reading and trying a little writing of my own. I really appreciate that you took the time by giving me more stuff to read. Keep em coming if you know some more great stories. I also hope that I will be able to read more of your stories in the future. ^^

          • Ray Ramirez

            No problem, and no need to apologize, I been reading lately too. Been trying to catch up on Steohen King books. His Dark Tower series is just amazing. Oh, also I submit a new chapter to The Game. It should be posting in a couple of days.