Deserted!

The hour was very late gone midnight

as she headed down

to the deserted badly lit car park

situated under the offices

hated being there even when busy

always felt sick and dizzy!

 

Even the day of her interview uneasy

could not understand why

maybe the pungent smell or low ceiling

making her feel claustrophobic

or how every noise seemed amplified

to overcome this had tried!

 

Leaving the lift was always unpleasant

tried to get as near as possible

to save walking far when it was empty

yet never found those spaces

here she was yet again shaking in fear

always felt somebody was near!

 

Her heart beating so fast began to run

a bang echoed around

the large empty space reaching safety

got in locking the door

of her executive car calm and relieved

once more reprieved!

 

Behind a far pillar unseen by the woman

a human like shape

fully materialised and began to move

the lights flickered

she started driving confident it was fine

then saw it by the exit sign!

 

Distracted swerved into a supporting pillar

as the figure vanished

leaving her unconscious and trapped

security saw the car hit

but nothing else showed on their screen

another devastating scene!

 

But this was not the first incident recorded

happening several times before

always when staff left late but no clues

the others had perished

but this person was at present still alive

it was hoped would survive!

 

But this mystery was causing deep anxiety

amongst the workers

nobody wanted to use their spaces at night

in the hospital the lady

relived the horror in her comatose state

the doctors could only wait!

 

Noticed she was agitated vital signs erratic

the reason the spectre

had come into her thoughts she was not safe

the spirit attaching itself

to her soul allowing it to roam unhindered

an evil entity had returned!

 

All the others it had tried to enter had perished

but this one had lived

medical staff were amazed she had  recovered

from deep coma to release

within three days a miracle it was declared

for what was to come not prepared!

 

To the world a young woman left the hospital

unknown was possessed

by an evil spirit who had died in the prison

there on the site long ago

before the office block was built on the space

now his evil mankind would embrace!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Priest!

The priest was enthusiastic as he drove

towards his first parish

set in a village on the edge of moorland

from a city background

now looked forward to the rural scene

spacious open and green!

Had been given a tour by his predecessor

a priest of mature years

the old vicarage was situated opposite

the grade one listed church

told the elderly priest had recently died

not natural had been implied!

It now put doubt into his positive thoughts

what had happened he mused

as he slowly explored the unspoilt estate

before moving in to his new home

later walking over to his spiritual domain

his demeanor to retain!

From the entrance he surveyed the interior

focusing on the fine altar

certain he saw somebody kneeling praying

curiosity made him approach

as he drew near nobody was to be found

being the only one around!

Where he stood it became uncomfortably cold

he desperately had to leave

running in panic until he got to the vicarage gate

terrified and out of breath

was that footsteps closing on the gravel behind

from turning he declined!

Alone in the building the housekeeper had left

yet felt an overwhelming presence

standing in the hallway gazing at the staircase

gently rising to the first floor

sure a shadow was upon the upper landing

his blood pressure expanding!

Up against the door he could see a shape

creeping towards him

the terror within made him start to pray

this was not just a haunting

sure a lingering evil possessed the ground

as the tension did compound!

One fact certain he could do nothing alone

if he wanted to stay as the priest

had to get out to summon the help required

as the manifestation was moving

between the vicarage and eerie church at will

he began to feel rather ill!

Though he had witnessed an exorcism before

the priest was not qualified

 to perform this intense ultimate spiritual battle

he must find away to escape

to contact the bishop of this most serious situation

of an unknown demonic infestation!

Side stepping into the lounge picked up a chair

then with all his strength

hurled it through the picture frame window

immediately jumping out

as the entity followed possessing his soul

in pain his eyes began to roll!

Praying harder than he had ever done before

the evil force let him go

laying in broken glass watched it glide away

back towards the church

for now could do little but make a fast retreat

this enemy he could not beat!

 Many tribulations and questions he would seek

the war would not be for the meek!

The Foureyed Poet

Mr Gray’s Encounter!

He had always been fascinated with ancient buildings

especially quaint country churches

often travelling a long way to explore their structures

and delve into the historic facts

on one such adventurous journey to the countryside

his sanity he would have to decide!

 

Cycling by his attention was drawn to a church spire

he had not seen many like it

surrounded by a neat graveyard headstones in rows

musing a nice place to be buried

he even saw the priest standing by the entrance gate

then walking up the path as if late.

 

As Mr Gray approached the path he had gone inside

thinking he must speak to him later

stood back to really view the magnificent structure

and absorb the unique atmosphere

the smell of freshly cut hay enhancing his experience

he sat with no interference.

 

The bench had a plaque which read in memory of Joan

the rest of the writing had faded

Relaxed nearly fell asleep heard the noise of a door catch

that was being turned behind him

taking little notice expecting the priest to slowly pass by

nobody came he questioned why?

 

After awhile curiosity made him get up and venture inside

it was rather dark as he expected

sunlight beamed in through a large stained glassed window

over the altar in front of him

then again he saw the priest this time kneeling in prayer

of him did not seem aware!

 

So not to disturb him took a closer look at paintings

and read booklets on the history

eventually finding himself being drawn to the altar

the priest was no longer there

he certainly had not seen nor heard anybody leave

but he was not alone he did believe!

 

A deep sense of foreboding now overwhelmed him

his skin burned down his back

like claws were ripping his flesh the agony increased

and the smell of decay immense

around his body two bony hands with strips of skin

crushing his organs within!

 

Crying out for god’s mercy to save his eternal soul

in agony and despair blacked out

he awoke sitting on a pew facing the altar icy cold

staggering headed for the door

going into a shadow filled and  warm summers night

even his bicycle a wonderful sight!

 

How he got back to the guest house could not recall

needing medical help for his wounds

soon seeking answers for his most strange encounter

enquired about the village priest

local people said he had died twelve months before

nobody worshipped there any more!

 

Found dead ripped to shreds laying across the altar

it was thought devils work

what had attacked him while within this holy church

what other forces had entered

leaving with more questions than answers to ponder

something beside him did wander!

 

Mr Gray’s encounter was far from over for him!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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