A Halloween Story Teaser (Patreon)

Hey guys, blasphemer here! Just wanted to share a small excerpt from a story I'm writing for you for Halloween. I'm very excited about it and I hope you'll love it when it's published! Let me know what you think!

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Walking like a small predator, Jude skipped towards the front door. A strange smell entered his nose. Like rotting flesh. “Ewww”, Jude winced, revolted by the sickening aroma. The door was not entirely closed. And then he caught something else - the door hinges were partly loosened as if someone was trying to unhinge it completely. Someone has broken into their house! Fuck! We need to call the police. Jude was about to radio Ethan, but then he noticed the pile of blood his white shoe had stomped inside.

“What the hell?” He exclaimed out loud and immediately covered his mouth with his palms, realizing his stupidity. Shit. My brand new Skechers! I’ve just bought those! He thought to himself. It will never get off.

“Grrrr…”

Jude jolted, thinking he heard a low growl not too far from him. His heart raced, and beads of sweat trickled from his mane down to his neck. Turning his head slowly behind, expecting to find some sort of stray dog, he saw nothing. Just the quiet street.

“Dark Husky! Come in! Is everything okay?” Came the sudden comm transmission, which totally took Jude by surprise.

“Aaaa!” Jude yelled and foolishly dropped his walkie into the pile of blood, cutting the transmission short.

“FUCK!! Why am I such a klotz?” he blurted.

Jude bent to the floor to reach for the comm. He peered ahead into the interior of the house, noticing the pile of blood originating from the living room. Shit, this is wrong. Jude thought to himself before hearing another feral, closer growl.

“Rrrrrrrawwwrrr”, the growl sounded closer.

Still not adjusting to the total darkness inside, Jude took out his phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight. What he saw ahead was a hand. Only a hand. It was a gruesome sight of blood, skin, and bones. The ripped hand just laid there in the pile of blood, detached just above the elbow. And then Jude noticed them.

Two glowing red dots from the kitchen.

“Oh fuck me!” Jude rose up quickly, realizing the fate that awaited him was definitely unpleasant should he remain in this place. He dashed for the door and reached the handle and…

THUD!