Short Stories

Meeting The Unknown

It is 1800 km. In Canada, a lighthouse perched on a cliff. Near a beautiful sea, ships sailing and the chirping of birds was a daily thing there.

It was Saturday, and two German lighthouse keepers, Eric and Frank, had received notification that there would be no ships for around 2-3 days; not only that, but they were alone for the winter, virtually cutting them off from the rest of the world, when suddenly............

FLASHBACK!!!

Eric and Frank were going to their hometown in Germany to see their family after a long time. But as they were only halfway to Germany, they got a pigeon. There was a paper, rolled and tied to its leg. Eric took it off and set the pigeon free. The letter was regarding their job in Canada for the winter that year.

They sometimes wondered why their head gave them messages by pigeons when he could professionally mail them. They never asked, knowing that he was a big mafia in Canada. He won't hesitate to kill those who were nobody to him. He was a figure to be feared by his subordinates. He didn't like the one who objected to him and questioned about the work he gave.

They didn't even discover they were thinking negatively about him; after all, he was the one who hired them. They wrote a mail to their house informing them of their abrupt return to work. They were upset to do so, but the work was work.

They got to Canada and started to take stuff they would need for the first 20 days. They soon received the location and information.

Frank did not have a good feeling from the start but ignored it.

END OF FLASHBACK!!!

It was night, and Eric and Frank were guarding the lighthouse. As there was an incident that led to almost losing their job, both of them got to their guard turn by turn, but that day, they both were on duty to cut the time. After a few weeks of their job, all connections from the world outside the lighthouse and the cliff looked terrifyingly horrible at night, especially when the winter was getting colder and colder.

There was thick mist all around, and the atmosphere was evolvingly, becoming dense. It was getting difficult to breathe. Eric got inside and got the oxygen mask for both of them. It was the first time that it was so misty there.

After a good few minutes, a creepy figure started to come into their view. The figure got closer and closer, just as in horror films. It returned to normalcy, and they were astounded as if magic had occurred.

This didn't stop here only!

It happened again, and now the fellows were scared. They turned into frightened cats, even after having well-trained body and mind. They began to spend more time in their rooms at night and attempted to sleep deeply to avoid witnessing the scenario they had created in their minds.

After some days, they got a message from their mafia boss that said,

Stay on guard at night time for some days. We got information about a spy from our rivals to come there any time soon. After February, you can go back.

They were devoted to each other and their employer even when they were feeling terrified. It was their only way to earn a living.

It occurred the second time. The mist, the atmosphere, the trouble breathing, and the scary thing. But this time, there was something else also. It came face-to-face with Eric, only an inch away.

Eric was turned into a statue, and what he saw was beyond explanation. In a swift, Frank was lying on the ground, blood swiping out of his neck. Eric didn't even flinch at the sudden thud. He was mesmerized by the thing in front of him.

Or should I say he was possessed? Who knows.

After a few minutes, Frank passed away due to loss of blood. And Eric came back to his senses and cried over his best friend's death. He cursed himself for not being able to protect him.

A few weeks passed, and the thing and the mist never occurred again. That's when the spy, his taskmaster, mentioned arriving. He had no idea where he was headed......

Eric sensed a person around the place. He changed a lot after Frank's death. He was not able to control his anger.

The spy entered the lighthouse to search for the item his boss asked him to do. He entered a room and smelled the heavy scent of blood flowing in the air all of a sudden. He got out as fast as he could and felt at ease. He marched ahead without looking back, but to his bad luck, Eric was standing there with a look of disgust on his face.

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It didn't take long after the cops arrived, and the mafia filed a complaint against them, for him to rescue himself. But to his shock, the police found the dead body of Frank and another man who he didn't know. Even though the identity of the mafia was masked behind the name's sake of the CEO of Dusk Grit Pack MNC, he couldn't take any risk.

Eric was taken to a mental hospital, but due to the lack of treatment, he also died in a few weeks. But before he died, he killed almost half of the staff there.

He was possessed! By meeting the unknown.