The Holder of Regret

This my spin at a piece of "The Holders" series. I hope you enjoy!

The Holder of Regret

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In any city or any town. There is a building, one that seems to be in decay, forgotten, and unattended. Travel here, and find a way inside. It may be through a window, an open door, or maybe an old rusted fire escape, it matters not.

Once inside you will hear a distant almost faded voice speak to you, if it does not, then leave for it is waiting in the shadows to get a jump on you. The voice will ask you why you are here. Reply boldly “I am here to see The Holder of Regret!” You will hear a shriek and the building will shake at your very uttering of this Holders name.

A door will open to a dark staircase, be careful because even though it seems like it goes up it is only an illusion. If you are not aware you will fall down this staircase surely to your death. If you see a light at the bottom as you descend turn back now, if you do not then take each step as you would.

The further down you go the more it will seem like the walls are closing in, and the steps are getting narrower. It will get so narrow you will have to sidestep. As you do this it feels as if the walls are closing on you, when this happens, stop, stand your ground and show no fear, if you try to hurry the walls will open quickly and the Holders shade will descend on you and take your soul. If you stop, and embrace the chance of death the walls will return to their natural width and you can continue.

Once you make it to the bottom of the stairs, there will be a door. Do not touch it, do not motion towards it. This door will only lead you to a fate worse than any sinners Hell. You will hear three sets of six knocks on this door, it will open itself.

You will see a figure. He will be suspended by a horrible set of chains and pulleys. Chains are attached directly to the bone of each limb, as if making a chain and flesh pentacle. He will beg you to help him get free, do not. Instead tell him, “The chains that bid you today, are the chains you set in your past.” The body will begin the shriek and the pulleys will start spinning, ripping the body apart. Do not close your eyes fore you will suffer the same fate. In the place of the mangled body will lay a pocket watch. This time piece has the power to turn back all of time and erase everything that has ever happened. It is your choice to unlock it or not.

Love in the outbox

As I sit there silently zoning out, nodding off,
Something grabs my attention, like a sickly mans sudden cough,
I grab my phone, unlock, read message,
And each word I read,  is a brand new lesson,
I smile as I read, your amazing, I love you,
And the way you smile I know that your words true,
Modern romance, a tale for a lifetime,
And if nothing else I know, I see you in mine.

Song for my love

I wanted to sing you a sweet lylaby, so I grabbed my guitar and I learned how to fly, you asked me how and I said just grab my hand, with your love and mine we've got a pretty good plan. So we flew away into a tyedye sky, watchin the days of our lives flow by, living for now not a single regret, and now you can see my deepest secrets.

Exploration

Imagine a place. A stretch of land. A great stretch, that was not conjested with roads and highways. That wasn't dotted with large cities only small towns and self-supportive settlements. A place where man is free to wander and explore. Where he can travel and live on his own terms. Where it is his job to defend himself and he can stand his own. Now imagine the positive effects this place would have. There would be much less pollution, more nature, and the opportunity to live a life filled with adventure and completeness. This place is my heaven, and the yearning in my heart for the open roaming adventure is my god. I just pray that someday we can have a place like this, not just a concrete slab filled with steel and cold souls.

Static

(Frantic breathing comes on over the ham radio waves)
Hello?... Hello?...
I don't know if anybody is out there, and I don't know how much I'm I have left.. but I've discovered something. Something that ha fightened me.My name is Gabe Ericson and I'm fearing for my life.

For the past few weeks I have been sleeping restlessly, tossing turning feeling as if I am being watched. Well I have been. My son, my six year old son has been watching me sleep. I have caught him multiple times. Now usually I know this would be nothing but last night... last night changed everything.

I heard the radio come on. The very same one I am using to put out this warning. I heard it kick on and static, so I slowly walked to our living room where we keep it and I saw my son. Turning the dial to frequency 97. All I heard was static, then a voice. Blended into the static but there was a voice there. It was saying names, and commands. "Mark Johnson, light the fire." "Joey Tumin, break the windows." Then, there was my sons name. The most frightening command of them all. "Little Kyle Ericson, your father knows, he is listening, know is the time my boy, commence our little game, and do my will!" Then my son turned and looked at me. With dark, black, evil eyes he looked at me. And he smiled. "I found a new story hour daddy." I replied "that's good son. Is it good?" "Yes I can realy relate to it." At this I shrunk away, back to my room. I woke my wife and told her. Told he we had to leave or something. She just brushed me away and told me to sleep. So I did.

Then came today. My son, he gave me that glare. All day he gave me that glare. The dark eyes, as if he could see into my soul. Now I am waiting, waiting for him to come play his game. How can I protect myself? I can't hurt my own son! Maybe that's why the voice chose children, they were the smartest choice.

(A door opens in the back ground, and a ball come bouncing in."
God... No...
(Small footsteps are heard, and then the sound of a blade slicing through human flesh. And a body drops along with the knife. A small boys voice is heard.)
"Oh daddy, you and your stories. Don't you know its bed time?"
(And then... the frequency dies.)

The girl behind the counter. Part 5

She said yes!

The girl behind the counter. Part 4

She knows! The new girl knows where she is! I asked her and she said she works at the coffee shop in the airport now! It makes sence. "You have too soar.." so simple haha! Her name I Althea. How beautiful. The way I feel right now. I know its now or never. I set up my laptop once more. And I buy two plane tickets. Who cares? It a shot or loss. A yes or no. A small price for the girl that controls my heart. I'm going today.

I enter the airport. 5:15. The girl at the shop says Althea gets off at six. I hope there is enough time. I make it through security with an amazingly low wait time. Maybe today the stars are alined right. There it is. The coffee shop. More importantly there she is. She is getting off early. I wait. She walks out and I yell her name. "Althea!" She sees me and walks over with a smile. "So you really did it. You found me." Before I can think it all comes out. I tell her how I feel, how she makes me feel, how the five minutes I saw her everyday kept me going. And then I told her. I have two tickets to anywhere. One for me and one for you. I know its sudden and I'm pretty much a stranger. But I love you. And.. and... will you come with me?...