{"id":1102,"date":"2024-10-07T19:52:37","date_gmt":"2024-10-07T19:52:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/self-editing.com\/?p=1102"},"modified":"2024-10-07T19:52:37","modified_gmt":"2024-10-07T19:52:37","slug":"down-there","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/self-editing.com\/?p=1102","title":{"rendered":"Down There&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Shivers creased my body as I stared down into the dark abyss that was our family basement. I couldn\u2019t even begin to move then a firm nudge from behind brought me around. I was Terry, my younger brother, yes, the one with the gun, leering at me with those narrow mousey eyes.<br>\u201cAw, jeese!\u201d I cried, bile rising in my throat, \u201cDo I have\u2019ta!\u201d<br>Little brother smiled, more like a smirk but kept silent. His slow nod, and the click of the safety being removed confirmed my fate.<br>As I face the darkness again, I couldn\u2019t help but recall events from before, long ago events I tried to place back in the deepest repository of my beleaguered mind.<br>The Basement\u2026<br>Our small, tiny steps\u2026<br>Terry\u2026Harriet\u2026Leo and I\u2026<br>OH great! I\u2019m actually walking down now as I think about what happened then.<br>I was only a dare, really an innocent dare, and yet we knew the stories, of the foreboding tales of murder, torture, of, of\u2014<br>I shivered again, flesh cold covered in goosebumps, then came a light musty smell, wet and heavy bringing me to a stop. As I looked back up, I could see my brother was at the doorway still leering, still watching with those beedy-beedy eyes. The pistol was gone now, and his hands were holding the door.<br>\u201cTerry\u2026please.\u201d<br>He appeared deaf to my anguished words, then slowly, very slowly closed it shut.<br>That\u2019s when my chest heaved, eyes frantically searching for the lanyard for the overhead light. My hands groped wildly about, fingers scrapping the rough concrete walls in desperation. I was wrong, I cried hoping that would gain me a reprieve.<br>A low click, my wails rising. I slumped to the steps, quavering like a mound of Jello, clutching my knees wishing we had never found this place, never tried to discover the secrets that should have never been found.<br>Leo\u2026why?<br>Harriet, my sweet Harriet\u2026I left you here. I was\u2014<br>Something brushed across the top of my head, and I jerked clambering back against the wall. I was crying full on now, sensing the bulk setting menacingly out there, somewhere in the darkness. The smell grew stronger, then a warm gust of air caught my face followed by a grunt turning into a long slow laugh.<br>\u201cHeeeyyy, buddy,\u201d called the dreaded voice I longed never to hear again. My lips quavered uncontrollably as another set of warm fingers rested down on one leg.<br>I didn\u2019t want to think, didn\u2019t want to believe this was happening too me, but the hulking form felt close now, dank smells of life filling my nose. Something large I felt hove up close to my face and then\u2014<br>\u201cI missed you\u2026buddy\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Shivers creased my body as I stared down into the dark abyss that was our family basement. I couldn\u2019t even begin to move then a firm nudge from behind brought me around. 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