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[Music] hey welcome to scary stories for a Rainy Night this is volume 115 if you like scary stories and the sound of rain then this channel is definitely for you speaking of scary stories in Rain have you checked out chilling yet there are literally thousands of scary stories there narrated by myself and many other great narrators the best part though is definitely the ambience menu something I invented and I'm very proud of you can select different background sounds to to go along with the stories that you're listening to and unlike YouTube you can change the background sound anytime you want without affecting the story you're listening to also recently we added movies and short horror films to chilling so you can now take a break from the stories anytime switch over to the video side of chilling and stream some awesome films including the short horror film I produced called Gail stay away from Oz which is actually the first part to a dark continuation of Dorothy's story from The 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when you're trying to relax and enjoy the video there are only three ads in this video for example after the first three stories it's going to be smooth sailing after that with no more interruptions so if you like this video and appreciate the ad setup please consider subscribing to my channel I've been making videos for going on 8 years now and I'm not going to stop anytime soon I know this intro was very long and I promise I don't do this for every video the next video will be straight to the stories you have my word now let's [Applause] begin [Applause] the four of us walked down the deserted street Wallace Kim Roger and I it was 4:00 a.m. and we had finally grown tired of the bars we had been celebrating Kim and Roger's marriage the reception was long over but the four of us were still going strong we were walking to nowhere in particular still wearing our wedding attire and reving in drunken intimacy the Cy Louisiana air felt delicious against my skin even in mid December the Blackness of the sky was comforting draping around us like a velvet blanket the yellow Globes of the street lamps held it up keeping it from falling and suffocating us it reminded me of when I used to read under the covers as a child my knees acting as tent poles while I held my flashlight between my shoulder and my Jawbone a mystery novel engrossing me so much I didn't register the discomfort even now 60 years after that night I feel the pain in my jaw not the pain of a full life but the pain of my decaying body arthritis creeps through my bones like frozen tendrils leather whips that wrap tight around each joint squeezing and squeezing leaving me stiff a prisoner in my own body I'm sorry I seem to have gotten a bit flowery with age as if these similes and metaphors could keep death at Bay distract the guy long enough for me to have a few more agonizing moments of Life there I go again we walked down the deserted Street I think it's snowing Kim whispered a struck the four of us stopped our Trek I looked up to see small white flakes drifting lazily around us that's impossible my voice was quiet meeting the soft reverence of Kim's tone we rarely got snow this far south I tilted my head back and stuck out my tongue a small flake danced down from the Heavens to land on it dissolving at the Gentle Touch I looked in shock at Kim who is mimicking my behavior it's salt Wallace raised an eyebrow at me before cupping his hand out in front of him white flakes began to collect in his palm but they did not melt at his touch what on Earth Roger asked the Sky Guys Wallace said and I looked towards where he gestured in front of us the salt was beginning to collect within seconds thousands of particles had gathered into the form of two feet then two legs a torso arms and neck followed and then before us stood a man a large man made entirely of salt his salt eyes stared at nothing yet I could feel his Gaze on my skin and my arms prickled with goosebumps he beckoned to us I turned to Wallace who stood motionless his eyes wide with shock and incomprehension he swallowed and stepped backward shaking his head and I looked back to the salt man he was Upon Us mere inches from me I opened my mouth to scream he grabbed my wrist and everything immediately went black I awoke to a dull whiteness I blinked trying to clear my vision before realizing that there was nothing to clear I was in a large white room dimly lit with white light the walls arched high above our heads I looked down and saw that I was lying in the loose white powder my nostrils stung and I sat up brushing the loose salt from my bare arms my green bridesmaid dress looked stained in the faint light I looked back up and realization hit me with horror the old salt mines they ran under the rural part of town like a maze our family owned large shares of the mining company so our fathers brought us down on tours a few times to see our heritage I reached and touched the earthy white wall beside me the hard substance beneath my hand rough the air inside the mines was heavy and dry sucking at the moisture in inside my skin my body draining Me Slowly the room was lit by an unnatural white glow the salt man stood in front of us emanating the supernatural luminescence a hand grasped mine and I looked down to see Kim's thin hand our grandmother's Emerald wedding band washed out in the white light I squeezed and she squeezed back just like when we were little cousins in blood but sisters in spirit the salt man turned and began to walk deeper into the mine as he left his light followed him and the room around us grew dark a Darkness so complete so black that it threatened to suffocate me I stood frantically dropping Kim's hand and stumbled forward following the man and his light in desperation I could hear heavy unsure movement as Kim walk Alis and Roger stood and followed we followed the man in silence through several white tunnels the ground was at a slight Decline and we went deeper and deeper into the Earth the ceilings grew lower and I had to crouch after what felt like hours we stopped outside a small Cavern I held my heels in one hand having taken them off miles before my expensive stockings were torn and soiled from sweat and salt my throat stung and I was in desperate need of water my tongue large tacky and stiff I tried to swallow but felt no relief inside the cavern was a chest the wood warped and rotten a heavy black lock hung at the front long rusted I was pushed aside and Wallace stepped forward into the room Roger behind him I looked at Kim who looked as bad as I felt the bottom of her wedding dress was tattered the delicate lace falling from the skirt her once Sparkling White dress now dark and tarnished like the walls of salt around us she reached a hand out towards me and I grabbed it Wallace knelt in front of the chest the salt man stood to the side watching it looks old said Wallace who always had a knack for stating the obvious he pulled at the Lock once testing its strength then again harder it came apart with a rusty crunch Wallace Twisted the once heavy lock and tossed it on the ground beside him the lid of the chest opened with a dry crack I expected the insides to Glow but instead the gold bars appeared dull and red in spots Roger pushed Wallace aside and reached into the chest grabbing one of the bars he examined it these are stamped with a royal seal they're from Britain how did they end up here Pirates Kim whispered her eyes wide staring at the salt man Wallace and Roger seemed to have forgotten about I shook my head at her there was a rumor in our family that part of our great-grandfather's wealth had been stolen by Pirates but it was just that a rumor the the salt man opened his mouth in a wide toothless grin before grabbing Wallace by the back of the neck Wallace cried out in Surprise his voice close and Hollow in the small chamber the small man pushed his head into the rotten chest the wood cracking under the force he brought his head up and looked with horror at Wallace's face broken and bloodied his right eye was closed and his other eye looked at me begging for help the salt man brought his head down again and again the cracks turning wet as Wallace's blood exploded against the dull White Walls the salt man himself was stained pink and soon Wallace's cries died out to nothing Roger mouth a gape still holding the gold bar stared at the salt man I turned and began to run trying to lead Kim by the hand down the salt tunnels behind us she dug her feet and resisted Roger she cried he turned to look at her then down at the Gold Bar he nodded absent-mindedly before reaching toward the chest for another come on Roger his new wife screamed her voice wet with fleem and fear his hand reached around another bar as the salt man dropped Wallace's lifeless body to the ground I pulled harder on Kim forcing her further down the tunnel as she reached for rer he turned and started to LEAP from the room when the salt man's hand grabbed him Kim's scream filled the minds and I tripped with the sudden force of her stop her hand slid from mine as I fell the hard salt grinding against my face like sandpaper I sucked in air sharply as the salt seeped into the fresh wound stinging like wasps I turned back to see Kim banging at the salt Man's Chest as he held Roger up by the neck with with one hand the other hand came up and grabbed Kim's left wrist holding it up so that even I could see the emerald wedding band shine in the Supernatural light of the ghostly pirate he howled the sound of sand through a rain stick Thunder and anger he squeezed and I heard the crack of Roger's neck as he went limp he fell to the floor like Wallace had his friend's blood which covered the room pooling around him as if it were his own Kim face red and wet reached for his body screaming the salt man lifted her wrist higher keeping her close to him he brought his now free hand over her ring finger I inhaled the thick cloying air around me tinged with the coppery smell of blood and I got to my knees I dragged myself forward and then hesitated I looked from Kim my cousin by Blood my sister by choice and then to the salt man who held her in his grasp wrestling her wedding ring from her finger Kim's wedding dress was ripped and stained with salt sweat tears and blood she pulled feebly against the salt man but it was obvious she was no match I hesitated debating what to do as I watched them struggle then I turned and fled Kim's cries of pain and fear followed me for several turns before fading to nothing I would stop from time to time listening for any sounds but never heard anything but my own heavy breathing I was in the mines for many hours before I found an active tunnel by the time I was above ground again it was late evening and I spent the night in the hospital as the doctors treated my severe dehydration and shock I tried to explain but no one believed me they assumed we got drunk and snuck down into the mines for fun we got lost and I was the only one who was able to find my way again no one ever found Kim or the bodies of Wallace and Roger eventually the memories of that night became distant and Faded till one day years ago I went into my in Suite restroom to freshen up before breakfast and as I turned the faucet handle all I heard was a D roar like sand falling before white salt poured into the Basin it fell for several seconds before it stopped resting on the pile was my grandmother's Emerald wedding ring and with that my brief story has ended I wish there was more to tell unfortunate really despite the arthritis and the pain I want to live but he has finally come for me he still does not speak but yet I understand he is giving me time to write my story and then my time will have to come to an end my last word will be my last breath my hands are heavy on the keys grandmother's Emerald band Shines on my right middle finger I never married but I kept the ring a reminder of family of Love of promises of blood I know now why the pirate let me keep my years let me live my life for all this time I feel the dehydration from that night again my saliva and blood beginning to run dry the salt man knows this taale is almost over and so he has begun to take that which he claimed all those years ago my fingertips are white at first I thought it was calluses but then I recognized that particular natural white the white of the salt deep in the minds I can feel my blood crystallizing can feel my cheeks absorb my tears my life was not a fun one but it was mine and he let me live it I do not wish to lose it even now when my body aches and my fingers struggle to type as my joints stiffen he bought me with years sparing me then so he could fully take me now but I do not want to go I do not want to die and join him deep in the minds his tomb even now as each breath Burns and my mouth puckers with the brining of my own flesh I want to stay but that is the nature of the world is it not to breathe and to die to consume and to be consumed Our Lives revolve around found it breath and death both constant and eternal as ubiquitous as [Applause] salt let me preface this by saying that I am or was severely visually impaired at the time this story takes place I was considered legally blind over the years my vision has improved and my vision now sits comfortably at 2080 this is important to the story when I was roughly 10 and my sister was 7even we moved close enough to school that I made the decision that I wanted to walk home instead of going to my aunt's house after school my parents allowed this seeing as we'd be walking down busy roads and we knew the way home despite me being the older sibling my sister would often have to stop me from crossing the road at inopportune times on particularly sunny days when I could barely keep my eyes open I have an embarrassing story when my sister was sick and I approached a car who had been stopped and was waiting for me to Cross because I thought it was my nana my sister was essentially my eyes on our walk home one day we had passed by this flower bush the bush grew along the sidewalk not in or on anyone's property we being the young kids who liked all things pretty decided to pick a few and create what we thought was a beautiful Trail back home I remember thinking we would sprinkle the rest of the pedals along our long dirt road so I used my pedals sparingly about halfway between this bush and our our house my sister starts looking behind her and says that someone is following us I look but obviously I don't see anything at this point in our walk I was walking slowly as I was feeling exceptionally tired we were almost completely up the Steep Hill our house was on so I hardly thought much of it despite the rest of our route being through main roads the street in the hill our house was on hardly saw traffic and I could probably count on one hand how many other people walking we had come across during our years living there after a while my sister looks behind her and because we were walking closer this person is way closer to us now she drops her flowers and tells us that we need to run I look behind us and I could actually see a figure they weren't close enough for me to make out any features but the fact that they were now close enough for me to to seea had me nervous so without thinking twice I dropped my flowers and ran with my sister despite how tired I was 5 seconds ago it was like all of that was forgotten as I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me we turned into our long dirt driveway grabbed the spare key from the flower pot and ran inside that should have been the end but it wasn't a bit after after our parents came home there was a knock on the door I hardly thought anything about it maybe it was our landlord but then me and my sister were called over to the door I didn't recognize the woman but my sister did it was the lady that followed us home now it's important to note that we arrived home way sooner than either of my parents it would be an hour or more before either of them returned home from the the time we got home because of us running home it would be even longer so this lady actually waited outside of our house until one of our parents came home before knocking on the door and telling them all about what horrible children we were for picking her flowers and whatever apparently she was staring at us from our window as we picked the flowers and when we started sprinkling them on the sidewalk home she started to follow us I remember my sister was crying but all I could do was stand there dumbfounded because even I could see that the bush wasn't on anyone's property and I was practically blinded by the Sun that day after 10 minutes or more we are forced to apologize the lady leaves and my dad closes the door he scolds us for going into someone else's property and we tell him that we couldn't have known that they were any ones because of where they were placed a day later after driving home and seeing exactly what Bush we were talking about he and my mom both agreed that it was not on her property and apologized this wasn't the first time I was followed home while living in that house but I wouldn't be aware of that until nearly 7 years later all of this makes me shudder thinking of how many other times I could have been followed without realizing it because of my poor vision if it weren't for my sister that day I probably wouldn't have even noticed that lady until it was too [Applause] late being an overnight visitor at the hospital with my mother at the jcmc Johnson City Medical Center I was on about day 9 you know how you can't sleep well in the chairs the visitor us to sleep in at the hospital well I was so tired and felt kind of delirious in pain and numb I wasn't about to leave her there alone and there was no one willing to come relieve me so I could go home and rest it was about 3:00 a.m. and I thought I saw someone out of my peripheral vision I shook it off and continued to mindlessly watch Golden Girls I hear a cabinet door slam and I at that point was used to all the weird and random sounds the staff and the other patients made so I didn't really think too much about it for a bit of perspective we're on the fourth floor and all the way down a hallway of at least 26 or so rooms out of the four hallways on that floor there are about 100ish rooms per floor I'm starting to doze off when the door slams shut and those doors are loud very heavy wood I always kept the door cracked a bit so I didn't wake mom every time I wanted to go smoke or go to the cafeteria I jumped up and went to open it and all the nurses were standing outside the rooms where their substations are they tell me to shut the door and keep it shut that there was someone in the building and for safety to stay in the room I obliged and went to sit back down but this time I turned off the TV mounted in the corner of the room I wanted to hear what the nurses were saying I no longer could sit as tired as I was but due to Hippa they couldn't tell me what was happening and I'm not only nosy but bored and really wondering what's going on the horrific thing that happened next was beyond my expectations of what was happening with an intruder a psych patient from across the street treat at Woodridge mental hospital had somehow managed to escape and this wasn't your normal crazy person this was a lunatic that was smarter than most and very questionable he was due to be shipped to an asylum like Place 2 days later he came into the hospital where my mom was my skin was crawling as I had the TV off and standing at the door I looked at the TV and I saw movement it was the shower curtain through the crack where my bathroom door was a jar I kid you not out of all the rooms he was in my mom's I was so tired to the point that he got past me and into the bathroom I calmly hit the call button on the TV remote and the nurse popped the door open and I pointed toward the bathroom when she cracked the door to see what we needed her eyes were as big as golf balls and she left left the room door open like a champ unlocked my mom's bed unhooked her oxygen and monitoring stuff and rolled her into the hallway and I at that point was sitting at my mom's feet Indian style and having a panic attack they had several nurses and staff from Woodridge go in and detain the man they wheeled him out as they gave him some type of strong sedative my mom stayed for another 4 days the nurses never told me the guy's name but they did tell me about what he did and how it all happened and it's not something I really wish to [Applause] repeat I'll never forget the Christmas Eve blizzard of 09 I'd gone to town seeking the perfect gift for my wife Lucy and on my way home the snow had begun to come down hard instead of the interstate I took the Dark Lonely two lane through the countryside the snowflakes whisked past their windshield against the backdrop of a pitch black sky and the high beams faded to a dull glow below the Horizon of the distant gray mountaintops as I drove through the storm the night's simple beauty seemed to draw me in until nothing else existed suddenly the steering wheel began to vibrate and the car lurched off course I snapped out of the trance just in time to Veer to the right doing my best not to overcorrect on the icy Road after a tense moment where I was sure the car would slide into the ditch the tire shifted from the rumble strip back onto the pavement regaining traction once again my heart pounded hard and fast but my eyes were still tired from from the hypnotic snow that seemed to be flying towards me instead of falling I rolled down the windows hoping that the wind would restore my senses it had been a close call and I considered stopping until the snow let up but that road was hazardous even without patches of black ice over the decades too many people had been killed around that section of the Pines and I did not want to be one of them not 3 years past my neighbor pul lickers swerved to avoid what was probably a deer and lost control of his truck one of the deputies had found him the next morning dead of course it wasn't instant Chief Roy had said to me shaking his head Paul had the same terrified expression etched into his face as those dead hikers who had spent a week lost up in the mountain pass like them he knew he wouldn't make it out alive I didn't tell him this but I was glad Paul died his neck had broken during the wreck and he would have been a quadriplegic if he had lived yes it's a shame he suffered through the night afraid and alone but truth be told maybe his neck wasn't the only reason I never shed a tear over his passing he wasn't a nice guy known for always starting fights down at Carol's Pub and when Carol would throw him out he'd go to beat on his old lady more than once the beating was bad enough to put her in the hospital good riddens if you ask me but a year after that untimely demise Jen Harper's little girl Suzie she died too the toddler had woken up in the middle of the night and she must have seen the fresh blanket of white then decided to go outside to play people in town still whisper about that tragedy they say the driver of that rig that crushed her skull must have been snow blinded he never stopped just kept on trucking I was at Carol's when Chief Royce and Jake tracked the driver down as soon as he had heard that he had killed Little Susie Harper he dropped to his knees and banged his fists into his forehead I could smell the sour whiskey stinking on his breath please Sheriff he had cried drool dripping from the corner of his mouth you got to believe me I never saw her I I go God Jake slapped on the cuffs and chief Royce led him away later at the arraignment the driver claimed he remembered hitting a bump of ice in the middle of the road but not a child as if her body had been laying on the pavement long before the tires of the 18-wheeler did their work even though his version didn't add up judge Davis had ruled it an accident and almost everyone in town figured his excuse was some sort of mental block to protect him for what he had done I was skeptical but Lucy Had believed him Lucy I sighed checking the dashboard clock it had gotten late and she was probably worried sick headlights appeared in my rear view and within a few moments a pickup whipped past honking at me I Shrugged he probably thought I was some old man who didn't know how to drive true I'm old and a little more cautious than most folks I wanted to get home quickly but kept the speed well below the limit so that I could get home at all I switched to the right lane and admired the snow covered Pines as I passed them by the storm seemed to generate a peaceful Serenity an absolutely magical feeling that replaced the anxiety over the near accident I've driven through a lot of blizzards but that night was different somehow it was like experiencing lucid dream in my boat bones I knew that something special was going to happen a Christmas miracle like in those old black and white films I took in another deep breath of the crisp night air smelling the pines and smiled perhaps it was the snow coming in through the window and melting on my face that had made my skin tingle sure is going to be a white Christmas I said then laughed despite the weather forecast each year it always snowed on Christmas in our little town turning around the bend by the abandoned Diego Farm a Halo of white light from town stretched across the Horizon I yawned exhausted from shopping in the city all I wanted to do was to climb into bed with Lucy and sleep a moment later I drove past the old Cemetery approaching Ian Thomas's Little Shack Ian had surprised me by putting up decorations he had never done that before so I waved at the air filled Frosty the Snowman thankful that Ian had finally taken an interest in the town celebration I was sure his wife Martha would have been happy if she had still been around some people thought Foul Play but others claimed she had run off with another man the latter didn't surprise me none she seemed to be the wondering type good old harmless Ian had probably gotten to feeling lonely I shook my head and decided to ask Lucy if she would bake him a batch of her famous oatmeal raisin cookies our little Community didn't have much to offer but we sure did try to come together on the holidays passing into town limits Main Street appeared empty and every shop along the three block stretch had been decorated it was a real treat seeing downtown lit up with all the people distracting from The View I'd never seen the stretch without at least a few dark buildings the hardware store belonging to Mr Roth had shown brighter than every other business front like Ian Thomas he'd never participated though it had been on account of his religious differences I wondered what had changed his mind then remembered that Sly Mrs Roth had put an end to Mr Roth a few months back after she had found out that he enjoyed the company of the evening ladies I'm not one to speak ill of the dead but if the rumors were true he would drive out to the city and dip his Wick once in a while when Jacob pulled the small 22 pistol out of Mrs Roth's trembling hand she claimed it wasn't her who had shot her husband or at least she hadn't remembered shooting him in any case Mrs Roth had hung herself in jail mayor Wayne had purchased the hardware store in a tax auction and that was that taking in all of the Christmas cheer added to the strange emotion brought about by the thick white flakes I remembered being a young boy anxiously awaiting the presence on Christmas morning it was a memory I didn't know ID lost and my eyes were wet from tears this is what the holidays are about I said grinning so much at hurt this is what it means to be marry as I made a left on Maine I turned on the radio and began humming along to that old classic Jingle Bells it hadn't always been great during the holidays 20 years ago the enthusiasm wasn't there fact is the town didn't celebrate the holidays at all no one could say what changed but when change came it was for the better each year more and more took part until practically everyone had become involved Mr Everett was the person most responsible for that turnaround he had taken the town tradition ition very serious after moving in he had done up his whole house in a spectacular fashion winning the town papers contest that year then took home the title the next 21 years in a row when I turned onto West Street it was no surprise that the bright flashing lights were coming from Mr Everett's Place only instead of red and green Christmas lights reflecting off the falling snow the colors alternated between red and blue I wondered what new scene the white-haired long bearded man had set up in his yard but it wasn't decorations flashing no it was two police cruisers parked alongside the curb the small gift for Lucy sat on the passenger seat and I imagined her face lighting up when she noticed it tucked under the tree frowning I said few more minutes won't matter much now and pulled into Mr Everett's driveway a figure standing in the yard yelled hello Hank you're out late I couldn't tell who it was at first the snow covered black uniform camouflaged his features so I squinted and leaned my head out the window oh hi Jake is Mr ever all right Jake walked over to my car door and knelt down face to face don't rightly know he's getting up there in age no offense of course I laughed none taken just you and your dad out tonight didn't need an ambulance Jake sighed well we found him wandering around in the Campbell's house down the ways he triggered the silent alarm when he walked through the back door I shook my head sounds like Alzheimer's yeah sounds like the Campbells aren't pressing charges are they the family had been new to town from some Metropolis out west they had moved into the Sanders place after Jack Sanders took his life with a circular saw neither Mr or Mrs Campbell or their teenage son had gone out of their way to introduce themselves let alone make friends so none of town folk had any idea what kind of people the Campbell really were they're away for the week Jake said we'll need to tell them when they get back but no harm done so I wouldn't be surprised if they had a weapon them being from the big city and all had they been home it might have been Mr Everett's body you'd have come out to collect Jake nodded hey why don't you head inside Hank Pops in there talking with Mr Everett now you know we don't want to send him to the hospital on Christmas maybe you could keep an eye on him until his head clears it's a lot to ask if you can't I'll stay myself I glanced at the gift on the passenger seat once more and whispered we come together on the holidays what's that nothing Jake sure I can stay don't mind at all Jake led the way into Mr Everett's House Hank's here pop he can stay be right out Chief Roy said Jake waved me inside go on in they're just finishing up in the kitchen thanks Jake take care Jake said and then stepped back out into the snow Mr Everett had filled his living room with Christmas ornaments from all over the world some appeared to be very old and very valuable I stacked and unstacked a set of antique Russian nesting dolls while listening to Chief Royce in the other room explaining to Mr Everett that someone needed to stay with him for an hour or so just to make sure he wouldn't go wandering off again a few moments later he stepped from the kitchen and tipped the brim of his STS in Hank Junior and I need to get back to watching the roads it's already halfway to nasty out there and I don't want anyone getting stuck I appreciate your help sure thing Chief Lucy's already asleep she won't mind after giving me a firm pat on the back he turned toward the kitchen I'll stop by tomorrow to make sure you're okay Mr Everett you have a Merry Christmas he shook my hand and then slammed the door as he left I watched out the window as the two police cruisers faded into the snowfall Mr Everett walked up behind me said something under his breath that I couldn't make out and then walked back into the kitchen I lingered at the window admiring the Christmas decorations and all the houses along the block only the Campbell's Place sat dark like an ink stain on a fine suit ain't going crazy Mr Everett yelled I sighed then went into the kitchen and sat at the table across from him I don't think you are Mr Everett shook his head one of my ornaments ran off found her snooping around in that Campbell house is that so yeah and I'm glad they weren't home it would have been bad very very bad I nodded in a low whisper Mr Everett said they'd have been killed yeah you got luck wait what did you say Mr Everett shook his head wasn't nothing important he pushed his chair back from the table need to piss he left the room through the Country Door leading to The Parlor the door swung closed but didn't latch the left side slowly creaked open a few inches a brilliant Kaleidoscope of Lights twinkled through the crack I furrowed my brow and stood pushing the door open a rainbow of color lit up the walls the spectacular lights emanating from a massive Pine Tree in the center of the room gold and silver flapped ased and sparkled shades of red blue and yellow Twisted turned and collided purples greens and oranges brightened dimmed and merged though it was the most wonderful sight these old eyes had ever beheld it took a moment before I could look directly at the tree my gosh I said reaching for a branch the display was more like a shrine to Christmas than a symbol the real lights radiated from these hanging translucent orbs I squinted and tried to see how the bulbs worked but none seemed to be connected to a power source between them dozens of ceramic figurines adorned the pine needle the lifelike sculptur seemed to move in the shimmering colors I leaned closer the figurines were moving a replica of Paul Vickers reached at me it's time tiny arms clutching at the air the little face Twisted in agony as it spat silent curses I stumbled back a scream caught in my throat but it was too late in the blink of an eye I had seen them all suie Harper her head and chest caved in body twitching the Diego family faces Blue from carbon monoxide poisoning Martha Thomas throat cut gasping at a breath Mr Roth blood dripping from several bullet holes in his chest Mrs Roth ruptured eyes bulging Jack Sanders covered in blood holding his own intestines there were others too so many others beautiful isn't it Mr Everett said from somewhere behind me I spun toward his voice saw the flash of a baseball bat and felt searing white pain through the side of my head before everything went black I don't know how long I was out but when I awoke my whole body buzzed and I couldn't move my arms something thick and wet ran down my right ear who what in the Mr ever and I were back at the kitchen table my arms and chest had been duct taped to the chair you can't hurt him you can't hurt him my double vision cleared and I focused on a figurine 4 in tall standing in the middle of the table facing Mr Everett green and red felt draped over his rigid shoulders and a golden Santa hat sat at an angle on its head Everett Mr Everett shook his finger at the figure Hank's not one of them naughty people so you won't take him you've taken enough anyway let me go I mumbled no Mr Everett screamed I'm not going to kill him either you little freak I heard a small ringing noise as the figure turned around tiny bells on the tips of its moccasins the figure an ugly little creature cocked its slimy head to the side it narrowed its forest green slitted eyes until only the black pin-sized irises were visible it grimaced and a mouthful of sharp pointed teeth ground together with a metallic like scraping then it hissed and jumped from the edge of the table landing on my chest geez Everett get it off me get it off me I twisted violently trying to shake off the creature as it scurried upward lunging and snapping at my face Hanks stay still and she won't hurt you I clenched my fist and held my breath as it held on to my beard and leaned in close to my left left eye it laughed and then somersaulted from my face hit the tabletop and rolled to its feet bells jingling let me go home to Lucy Everett I swear I won't say anything to anyone about your pet word to God I won't she wanted that Campbell boy that little sneak Thief he's been stealing ever since his family moved to town had he been home she would have lit the house on fire my jaw dropped you were going to kill the Campbell boy no no of course not Everett laughed and pointed at the creature she was going to kill him I tried to stop her hell I tried I always try but it's no use if someone in town is a rotten egg she'll go after him boys and girls too it don't matter hey don't look at me that way you know as well as I do that Susie Harper was an ins sufferable mean brat she would have grown up to be a terrible person and deserved what she got they were all bad people I tugged at my restraints and the arms of the chair creaked this can't be happening Argentina 1954 Mr Everett said slouching in his chair that's when she found me in honest to goodness Christmas elf Hank that's what she is it's a monster the creature lunged at me again teeth bared Mr Everett slammed his fist on the table no leave him alone the creature pointed at me then at the tree in the Parlor bright lights still gleaming I don't give a dang Mr everit said waving his hand dismissively go tend to the important business in the other room and leave us men alone the creature hissed [Applause] now the creature raised its fists and shook them above its head Mr revert folded his arms across his chest and stared until the creature climbed down the tablecloth and shuffled into the Parlor he sighed and then said matter factly those figurines hanging from the tree are the trapped Souls of the bad folk she used to eat them up quickly but for the past few years she's been hoarding you wouldn't believe me if I told you why I swallowed hard and tested my restraints again please you got to let me go I begged the chair cracked again surely he had hurt at that time but I knew with one more good pull I would be free something shattered from in The Parlor quickly followed by another loud crash and another Mr Rett raised his wrist and looked at his watch it's time Hank can't stop it now even if you wanted to I've been looking over her for decades and this is the Christmas it's finally happening he stood slowly holding a butcher knife in his hand and took a step toward me his eyes went wide light from the ornaments reflected off the blade as Mr Everett swung it in a downward Arc I leaned back back and heaved my body up just as the tip sliced past my arm the left side of the chair cracked and broke away and I put my hand out in an effort to block the next attack Mr Everett chuckled and pointed the knife at me I looked down confused that my right arm was free then realized he hadn't tried to cut me only the tape done being violent with me Hank I'm letting you go thank you I nodded but tensed as he came closer now about the elf you saw what she did for this town how happy these people have been all these years unfortunately now you know why always found it funny myself as he sliced the tape from my ankles I said there isn't anything funny about that monster he walked around to the back of the chair and began to slice through the last of the tape well elves have been known to spread holiday cheer but who would have guessed They Do by removing the bad-hearted and non- jooy full bumpkins elves can see who we really are well we've done even what we're going to do they know us and they judge us another series of crashes came from The Parlor it's too late for me but you can tell them if you want Mr rever said make sure they all know to be merry or else an elf might come the instant the pressure of the tape gave way from my chest I kicked the chair backward and took off toward the door a much louder crash came from in the Parlor sounding like the tree had fallen over and I turned to see the creature standing in the doorway snapping its jaw the stench of rotten pine needles hit me as I crashed into the front door it flung outward frame shattering I slipped on the porch stairs and fell into the snow I stinging my hands and face Mr Everett yelled from inside the house sorry I hit you Hank it was my job to protect him can't fault me for that can you I ran past my car digging in my pocket for my cell phone I dialed 911 and pressed the receiver up to my ear cringing at the pain Chief please come quick Hank are you okay just hurry I ended the call and ran the two blocks to my house Lucy was asleep on the sofa a thick novel resting on her lap the cold air blowing in swept over her and she opened her eyes and shivered she yawned hello dear you were out late I slammed the door locked it and then looked out the window through the white Mist I couldn't tell if Mr Everett or the creature had followed Lucy gasped goodness Hank you're bleeding I ran throughout the house checking each window for signs of forced entry no signs of a Breakin but I wished Chief Roy would hurry you're scaring me Lucy grabbed my arm and pressed her warm hands against my cheeks tell me what's going on I realized how crazy I must have seen but there wasn't time for me to explain everything it's Everett I gasped still out of breath something happened Chief Royce is on the way what can I do to help nothing I said gently taking her wrist I led her back to the sofa wait here and don't let anyone in or anything I saw the question forming on her lips and held up a hand please Lucy don't open the the door no matter what you see or hear out there she nodded and I ran off to check the rest of the house the small creature could have gotten inside a million different ways so after a quick sweep I grabbed the Remington from the closet and sat in the recliner next to Lucy the weapon lying across my lap despite my protests Lucy went into the kitchen and grabbed the first aid kit she bandaged up my ear while I kept eyes glued to the door and my finger firmly on the trigger by the time she finished a series of flashing red and blue lights had appeared outside a figure walked past the porch window and knocked on the door I leveled the weapon and nodded for Lucy to open the door good evening Lo Chief Royce's eyes widened and he reached for his weapon on his hip while pushing Lucy to the side I had lowered the weapon before he had even finished speaking Chief are you alone Chief Royce looked to Lucy and then back to me what in the blaz has happened to your ear Hank and why were you pointing a weapon at me I'm sorry I didn't know who else was out there you've been back to Everett's right yeah we found him I'm sorry Hank we should have called the hospital after all I shook my head what Jake's guessing a heart attack Everett's dead de Chief Royce gave me an odd look you didn't know but you're the one who I dropped my weapon next to the recliner and pushed my way past Chief Roy and Lucy the snowfall had L up enough to see down the street outside of Mr Everett's house an ambulance had parked next to Jake's Cruiser I ran toward the house Lucy and chief Roy chasing after me yelling for me to stop when I came to a halt behind the ambulance the paramedics were loading Mr Everett's body I noticed the smug grin etched onto his Dead face before the doors closed Jake walked up next to me at least he made it to Christmas I checked my watch 12:30 a.m. where's that little monster did you see it Jake narrowed his eyes does he have a cat or something I shook my head or something walking into the house I listened carefully and scanned the room for any movement the foul odor of dead Pine still lingered but seemed to be fading I stepped into the dimly lit kitchen expecting the creature to attack then noticed that the chair I had been duct taped to was no longer there also the Parlor door had been closed I placed my hand on the wooden handle and hesitated Chief Royce Jake and Lucy had all caught up and stood behind me sharing worried Whispers I swallowed hard and pushed the door open the large pine had been overturned and every one of those brilliantly glowing orbs had been shattered into tiny glass shards all the figurines had been smashed beyond recognition most crushed to nothing nothing more than powder underneath the tree lay the broken kitchen chair Jake put a hand on my shoulder that's where we found him looked like he tried to hang an ornament and his heart gave out must have pulled the tree down on top of himself poor guy I choked back a scream looking around the room thoughts racing I felt the answer clawing at the back of my mind the crashing the shattering the smell of dead Pines and Mr Everett's final words all of it rang over and over in my head H Jake said kneeling wonder what this sludge is Lucy smiled looks like pine sap to me Mr Everett died doing what he loved Chief Roy said Hank thanks for being with him in his final moments he pointed at my bandage ear looks like that tree got a piece of you as it fell huh I guess it rung your bell pretty good Bells I said somewhere in the distance I could hear a faint ringing Lucy hugged me why don't we get you to the hospital you might have a concussion Bells I said again you don't hear them I stared at the puddle of sap that seemed to have spread toward the back door I walked across the Parlor to the window and scanned the pristine snow listening for the faint ringing the world outside was white still and quiet the world was wrong movements caught my eye the creature stood at the tree line watching me from amidst a huge mass of bright green pine needles it waved and my blood ran cold the tree came down hard I whispered absent-mindedly caught me in the side of the head and I think I got a little confused I turned away from the window come on Lucy let's go home I nodded to Chief Roy and Jake then Lucy and I left them to their work she didn't ask any questions as we treaded through the snow and we never talked about that night ever again some people in town say it's best to let the past stay in the past I tend to agree though every December I'm reminded of that snow and what I saw at the edge of those woods each year when the decorations start to go up I wonder if I should finally tell someone the true secret of Mr Everett's Christmas ornaments now that I'm old and now that Lucy's gone I think it's finally time as I stood next to the Fallen Pine my eyes followed a sap trail of countless tiny Footprints leading into the forest you see those figurines weren't the only decorations that should have frightened me the beautiful glowing ornaments were something special too those orbs were eggs and thousands of pine needle baby elves had hatched and fed in the first hour of Christmas morning Merry Christmas Henry van ways December [Music] [Applause] 2014 [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] [Applause]

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Length: 90min 18sec (5418 seconds)

Published: Tue Jan 09 2024