The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Melissa R. Mendelson @melissmendelson @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

The Ladies of Horror

Time Waits for No Man
by Melissa R. Mendelson

The full moon slithered out from beneath the clouds.  It stretched over the trees that still dripped with rain.  Its gentle light kissed the ground, shadowing secrets better left buried, but still the digging continued.  And the moon drew closer, curious of the shadows hunched in front of a car, but just as the body was found, another cloud came and ate the moon.
“I can’t believe you killed him,” one man whispered.  “What were you thinking?”
“Shut up, and help me.  We have to move him before the cops come,” the other man snapped at him.
“I’m not getting involved with this.”
“You’re already involved, Marty, so pick up his fucking legs.”
“Things were simpler when we were kids, Jones,” Marty sighed and jumped down into the hole.
“Oh, Christ.”
Standing in front of them was a naked girl.  Her skin was pale, and her feet were dirty.  Wet leaves stuck to her legs.  Her arms shook as she covered her breasts, and her legs crossed together.  She inched back, but it was too late.
“What do we have here,” Jones whispered harshly against her ear.
“Jones, the cops.”
“Oh, yeah.  Guess we’ll have to take her with us.”  He spun her around, pushing his body into hers, and he was surprised by her soft lips as she kissed him.
Marty’s blood ran cold.  The man now kissing the girl was as frail as a leaf, and his hair was a shocking white.  When she finally released him, he sputtered and spat like a wild animal, and his face sagged down to the ground, pulling the flesh off in the process and revealing nothing but bone and empty eye sockets.  And Marty screamed, but it was too late.
“What did you do to me,” he cried, not recognizing his own voice.  Then, he realized that she towered over him.  His hands were small.  His clothes hung over him like a tent, and the moon slipped out across a small pool of water.  And he did not recognize the boy that stared back.
The girl disappeared, walking through the woods.  Her face matured.  Her hair grew long and straight.  She shined in the moonlight before it disappeared, and when the moon appeared again, it found an old crane with silver hair.  Then she crumpled to the ground, becoming nothing more than skin and bone, and a moment later, a child roamed.
Fiction © Copyright Melissa R. Mendelson
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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About Author Melissa R. Mendelson:

Melissa R. Mendelson is a published author and poet, whose writing can still be found in the archives on Gadfly Online and on Antarctica Journal News. Her poetry and short stories have been featured in Names in a Jar: A Collection of Poetry by 100 Contemporary American Poets; Espresso Fiction: A Collection of Flash Fiction for the Average Joe; Voices of the World: A Poetry Anthology; Beast: A New Beginning. She also recently finished writing her first Horror/Sci-Fi novel, Lizardian.

Melissa’s books on Amazon! 

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About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old graveyards. Nina is co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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