Rapture in Reverse, Day 6

A Short Story in Serial

Oh, God.

Oh God, oh god, oh god.

I have to stop. I can’t take his name in vain.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Lord.

But, oh dear God, save us.

Save us.

Save me.

What have we done?

I’m sorry / Loscotoff

We took the little boat. There were eight of us for this first trip.

We saw them wandering on shore and they didn’t pay any attention. It was as if we weren’t there. We brought the boat up onto the beach. And they just continued to wander.

We watched for a bit and finally got out, stepping through the clear water.

It was beautiful.

The sand was course and black, and it was lined with spiraling iridescent shells, unlike anything I’ve ever seen.

Slowly, we approached them.

Their eyes were empty. Their skin was swollen and greenish and… torn.

Their hair was tangled with seaweed.

We thought it was shock.

Shock from whatever they had gone through.

I should have known better.

I didn’t know.

Their eyes were empty / Loscotoff

One of our group…I don’t even know which of us…reached out to touch a young man’s hand.

We didn’t know. We didn’t know!

How could we have known?

Their teeth are so sharp.

And they bite.

I was the only one who made it back on the dinghy. But not before… Oh God, oh god, oh god.

I can’t tell anyone. I don’t want to tell anyone.

I got bit.

I told them the blood was from the others, that I was fine.

But I got bit.

I watched them tear the others apart.

Once they realized we were there, they weren’t quiet anymore. Their eyes became focused. Focused on us.

And they are fast, oh god, they are fast.

It bit my leg as I tried to get back in the boat.

I didn’t pull my feet in fast enough. I kicked. I kicked it away and it let go.

The others are gone.

I saw them tear them, their insides on the black sand. Their guts stretched between them. Once they ate, their eyes became clear.

Oh god.

And they bite / Loscotoff

What happens next? Find day 7 here.

Just finding this story, read the beginning here: