THE SECOND SIGHT 3
It was just after midnight and John Ainooson could not sleep.
Elaine had made him move another bed into the master bedroom of the cabin and joined it to theirs so that her son would sleep on it.
The only thing that kept John sane around the cabin was the pleasures he derived – or thought he derived – from Elaine’s voluptuous body. He had left the cabin and gone back to the city for business deals, but he had not been able to concentrate much on work, always craving to come back to the cabin and be with her.
He wished though that she did not have a baby, this horrible son who gave John the creeps so much. For one thing, this baby never cried, or smiled or played. It always had that dark look on its face, and its serrated set of full teeth terrified John beyond end.
He was aware that Elaine took this son quite often to the riverside, mostly at seven o’clock each evening, but John never accompanied her anymore. He just did not wish to see those horrible beings in hoodies in the canoe.
Now Elaine was sleeping beside him, wearing a sheer see-through negligee that accentuated her beauty to heights that made it difficult for John to breath.
They always kept a low wattage red bulb glowing, and its effect on Elaine’s beauty was absolutely maddening. John, who slept mostly naked, rubbed his erected male organ in an agitated manner with his left hand and then reached over to caress Elaine’s derriere gently.
She was lying on her side with her back to him and as he continued to rub her buttocks, he felt her sighing softly. He promptly turned toward her and put an arm across her. His erection poked her buttocks hard and his left hand moved towards her breasts. She stiffened and caught hold of his hand before it could touch her breasts.
“Just a moment, John,” she said sleepily and then got off the bed.
She moved toward the bathroom and John smiled with anticipation and rubbed his raging member rapidly. Much against his will his eyes went to the baby and he sighed with relief when he saw that the boy was sleeping.
Elaine threw the bathroom door open and closed it furiously. She leaned against it for a moment with her eyes shut.
Oh, Yaw, Yaw, my love! How I miss you, how I miss our magic! When will this end? When will these damn demons complete this spell and bring you back to me, to our son that we’ve made together? To our agenda that you abandoned? Come to me, my love, and let’s rule the world together…
She sighed again and opened the little window above the water closet.
“Come, wench!” she whispered.
There was the fluttering of wings outside the window and then a wet, ugly, birdlike creature came through the window and splotched on the floor, and then it began to change rapidly into the body of that very old woman with wrinkled skin and toothless mouth, its eyes rheumy and watery, and its stink so appalling that Elaine threw an arm across her nostrils and breathed shallowly. Its great, black, ancient wings flapped wetly on the floor and its bird’s legs beat a staccato sound on the tiles.
“The fool needs you,” Elaine said in a resigned voice. “Mimic.”
Elaine’s eyes glowed red and sent out rays that fell on the creature, and as it began to glow red it rapidly changed from that ugly, stinking creature into an exact naked figure of Elaine.
Five minutes later the cloning was complete, and the Elaine-like mimic beast walked naked toward the door. Elaine sat down on the WC and relieved her bladder, and then she reached for a tissue and cleaned herself. She yawned when she stood up, and now she had a strange green glow around her that made her invisible when she returned to the bedroom.
She watched the mimic lowering her lips on John’s raging member as she turned around and presented her own sodden core to be pleased by his eager tongue.
Elaine shuddered with disgust as she fell on the bed near her son and away from them, wondering at the extent lust could take people. If John Ainooson only knew what he was licking he probably would die on the spot. A few minutes later, she fell soundly asleep beside her son again, oblivious to the sounds of passion from John and the mimic creature.
John groaned with lust as the mimic mounted him and once again took him on a blissful journey of unbridled passion. They eventually ended up on the foot of the bed with her partially on the bed and John standing on the floor behind her and racing toward his release…and then he saw it, the baby!
It was sitting on the bed in the red light glaring at John with a ferocious smirk on his face.
And the baby’s eyes glowed a frantic vertical amber, like a cat’s eyes, and his partially-revealed teeth looked absolutely frightening in that posture. John’s heart froze for a moment and he became still.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Elaine groaned and wiggled her ass, and for one moment her voice had sounded old and croaky. She moved back frantically against John’s dwindling lance, and he had to tear his eyes from the evil glare of the boy and concentrate on his humping.
He shut his eyes tightly and raced toward orgasm, and then he began to gasp in wheezes as the woman groaned in ecstasy. And when John finally opened his eyes, panting hard, he saw the boy standing on the bed and walking toward the edge.
John withdrew from the woman and took frantic steps backwards as the baby boy held his baby jumpsuit and ripped it off his shoulders and off his body, and then pulled off his diaper and flung it off and then deftly jumped off the bed!
“Oh, God, Oh, God, Elaine, the baby, your son!” John jabbered with terror as he moved back until the wall stopped him. This baby’s eyes now glowed a horrible and sickly green as he walked toward the door, and then he hissed with maddened fury at John!
And in that terrible moment his lips moved off his teeth, and he looked like a fanged beast, and his tongue was forked like a deadly snake’s!
“Elaine, Elaine!” John screamed with horror as he sat down on the floor.
The baby hovered above the floor and moved right through the door without opening it, turning his head to glare one more time at John before disappearing out of the door.
John’s bladder loosened, and warm urine seeped unconsciously out of his joystick. But that was not the end of his horrors, though! The woman he had just made love to was still lying and purring on the edge of the bed, but suddenly, another like her got up from the bed at the outer end with fear all over her face.
“Junior!” Elaine whispered with horror when she saw that her son was not lying by her side. “Where’s my son?”
She got off the bed, and John Ainooson looked at her with horror!
She was still in her negligee, and there was another like her on the bed too, the one he had made love to! He turned horrified eyes to the woman he had just slept with…and then he let out a wail of terror!
On the bed was a horrible creature, a cross between an old woman and a great, black bird…and she stank to the high heavens! Her wings flapped listlessly and her rheumy eyes leaked evil pus as she slurped at something in her ancient mouth! And between her birdlike legs was a throbbing, nauseating, stinking orifice!
“What have you done to meeeeee?” John cried with horror as he began to tremble wildly and tears fell down his cheeks.
Elaine’s eyes were blazing a crimson red as she rounded the bed and grabbed John by the throat.
“Where’s my son?” she hissed evilly. “What have you done to him?”
“What the fuck are you people?” John screamed with horror, unable to stop weeping. “He flew out of the door! He didn’t open the door but flew right through it! You evil creatures! You bad ugly evil creatures!”
Elaine pushed him away and raced toward the door. She wrenched it open and went out. John, weeping pathetically, crawled toward the side drawers at the end of the bed and pulled one open. He took out his gun and cracked the chambers open. With trembling fingers, he fumbled for the bullet clip and slammed it into place, primed it and swung around frantically.
He swung around and aimed but before he could fire the evil creature, the bird screeched frantically and flew at John, slamming into him and raking her sharp talons down his arm. John screamed at the sharp pain and fired instinctively, but the bird-woman flew into the bathroom.
John got to his feet and chased it. He fired again but it had already sailed through the window into the dark skies. Weeping and terrified, John Ainooson stumbled back into the bedroom, ran to the gaping door and went out on the landing.
It was very dark outside and he slapped on the wall switch, but the lights did not come on. He could hear the frantic voice of Elaine screaming the boy’s name downstairs, and with a grunt of pain John raced down the stairs after them.
He gained the living-room but it was empty and the front door was standing ajar. John stumbled outside and descended the stairs and then looked around frantically. It was a full moon and he could see them heading toward the river!
He saw the moonlight reflecting off the naked back of the baby as he glided above the ground, and there was Elaine running after him and screaming to him to stop and come back to her, and she raced hard after him. John aimed his gun and fired, but they were too far away, and so he began chasing them furiously.
The river was like a silver sheet in the moonlight, and as John grew nearer he could see that there was a long canoe approaching the banks now, and in it were three white figures.
“I’ll kill all of you demons!” John screamed in anguish and hastened his running steps. “What have you done to me? What did you make me screw? Oh, you demons will pay for this, I swear!”
By the time he got to the riverbank, Elaine wasstanding still and her baby was hovering on the river near the canoe with the three demonic hooded figures. John raised the gun and pointed it first at Elaine’s back, but suddenly he heard a low snickering sound behind me, and he froze as terror exploded in his guts!
It dawned on him suddenly that it was past midnight, and he was in a cabin in the woods, and he was all alone with deadly happenings going on around him. His felt the evil glare of the moonlight on him, and suddenly he became cold as goose bumps suddenly exploded out on his body. He heard the snicker again and then felt very cold fingers touching the back of his neck.
“Shalaaaaaar!” a trembling, evil voice whispered behind him, and John turned his head finally…and screamed!
The thing behind him was a stinking, rotting corpse which had just emerged from the ground! Its face had rotten flesh and only one bright eye. The skin was all peeled around its mouth so the giant steel-like teeth were all that were left as it put its death hands on his shoulders.
“Shalaaaaar!” it hissed again.
John screamed and fired…and kept firing until the thing fell down and he heard only clicks as he pressed the trigger because in his panic, he had emptied his gun!
But more undead zombies were coming out of the ground now! One, a dead girl, was so rotted that her head was hanging on a thin strand of flesh around her chest!
Farther down the path, a limping groaning boy was pulling a dead body behind him as he moved toward John.
“Wheeeellllly!” he hissed.
“Haaaloooorrrr!” the girl whimpered.
John screamed and raced frantically away toward the river where he fell down on his knees in front of Elaine.
“Help meeeee!” he groaned with terror and held her hand. “Loook! Dead people, Elaine, dead people! Dead people walking and talking! Elaaaaaaaine! Help meeeeeee!”
Elaine swung around with frantic eyes!
They were all around her, and more were coming out of the earth!
She pulled her hand from John’s grip and turned to face the devilish figures in the boat.
“What is happening, Omens?” she screeched frantically. “What are you doing to my son?”
One of the hooded men in the canoe looked at Elaine with yellowish, scared eyes.
“It is the Duuuuuke!” he whispered in a terrified voice. “He wants the spawn, or we all will perish!”
“No!” Elaine cried in anguish. “You promised me! You promised to use him to unite me and my love…please, don’t do this to me!”
“Silent!” whispered one of the hooded figures harshly.
And then, suddenly, Elaine saw a figure descending from the dark skies!
It was in the form of a giant of a man with wings at his back and the mark of the beast burning like fire on his forehead, and his eyes burning with flames!
She saw the three hooded figures quivering with fear in the canoe, and then the descending figure pointed a hand, and the canoe burst into flames instantly. The three devilish men screamed with pure terror and pain as they were consumed by the fierce blue fire that ransacked the canoe.
“Junior!” Elaine screamed frantically. “Come back to me me! Oh, please, oh, please! Whoever you are, don’t do this to me!”
Elaine and John were not surrounded by the horrible corpses of the undead who hissed and growled ominously!
The winged figure descended and then hovered above the river and watched with furious, burning eyes as the three figures burnt and disappeared, and then he held out his hand to the spawn.
“Come to me, spawn of the Unblind!” Duke Swallows whispered.
Elaine’s baby boy screeched maniacally and glided slowly toward the Duke.
“Don’t take my son!” Elaine screamed in anguish as she glided into the air and moved swiftly toward them. “Leave my son alone!”
“Quiet!” Duke Swallows screamed and threw out his arm!
A blast of energy smashed into Elaine and flung her sickeningly backward to slam into the ground.
“You’re alive only because you birthed him!” Duke Swallows hissed furiously. “Another word, and you shall die where you are!”
The spawn turned his head and looked down at his mother with eyes that also burned with fire, and then he lifted up his arms. Duke Swallows caught him, and the two of them ascended higher into the skies.
John Ainooson watched with horror as the corpses turned around and began to mumble and move back into the trees. Elaine was still lying on the ground and sobbing in a heart-broken way.
Eventually, she got to her feet and raced back toward the cabin.
John Ainooson could not move a limb, though. He remained kneeling on the riverbank till the morning when the sun came up. He finally mustered courage and went back to the cabin where he found that Elaine was gone and there was absolutely no trace of her in the house.
John raced to his car and sped out of there still naked.
He knew he was never going back to that cabin again!
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