The Red Light by Robert Kiskaden Read Free Book Online Page A

expression
changed to fear. “He’s coming I have to go, you hear me now, leave
this place before you all die.”
    “ Wait! Who’s coming?”
Sarah asked, and as suddenly as she appeared, she was
gone.
    Sarah sat at the desk stunned and
trying to figure out exactly what was going on, trying to piece
everything together when she felt the cold air on the back of her
neck, she spun the desk chair around and seen a rather portly man
standing behind her.
    He was tall and quite
massive; she sat there as he stood staring down at her, with blank
black lifeless eyes, then it hit her, it was the man that she seen
dragged in the back yard and killed, oh my
God it’s the killer she thought as the
white light fixture in the middle of the ceiling slowly turned red
and gave a red tint throughout the room, she looked up at the light
and seen it was filling with blood.
    “ Well, look at what I
found,” he said laughing, his smile was huge and showed all of his
mostly rotten teeth, his face was partially painted white with red
makeup around his eyes and mouth, and he had a blue
nose.
    “ Who… who are you?” Sarah
stuttered.
    “ You know who I am, it’s
good ole Uncle Silas,” he said getting closer to her breathing on
her face, his breathe was so terrible that she gagged and turned
away.
    “ Don’t you touch me,”
Sarah said running around to the other side of the desk.
    “ Or what? Oh I know,
you’re gonna kill me if I touch you,” he said laughing and then
switched to a whisper, “Well, guess what I’m already dead.” He
reached to his forehead and began pulling on his face; worms and
bugs were falling from under the skin and crawling across the desk,
he kept peeling away until there was nothing left but his skull, he
was laughing so loudly that she was sure someone would hear, but no
one came. She felt something dripping on her shoulder, she looked
up again at the light and the blood was spilling over and running
down the sides of the bulb; then she fainted.
    Sarah woke up on the floor in front of
the desk a while later, it was dark outside and she was shaking
from the cold. She quickly got up and left the room, closing the
door behind her; she stood there for a minute and was hoping that
it was all just a dream, a bad dream but still just a
dream.
    She found Mike and the kids asleep on
the couch in the living room, the fire was about out and she was so
glad the furnace was repaired. Sarah picked up Mary and woke up
Teddy to go to bed; she tucked them both under their covers and
went back downstairs. Mike was still asleep on the couch, she shook
awake, and they both went to bed.
    The next morning Sarah went through
the usual routine, woke the kids and made sure they got dressed,
had breakfast, and got on the bus; she noticed a newspaper lying at
the end of the lane. “Finally, they started delivering the paper;
we had paid a week ago.”
    Sarah went inside and sat
at the kitchen table reading the paper and drinking coffee, she
seen an ad in the help wanted, local food
bank needs volunteers to help with distributing
foods , she has wanted to get out of the
house and this will be perfect, she can help people and still have
time to write on her book in the evenings.
    She went down town looking for the
church where the food bank was located, it took her a while but she
finally found it and went inside. After filling out all the
necessary paperwork and talking to the director of the food bank
she was told to come back tomorrow and one of the women will show
her what to do. Sarah was so excited and wanted to share the news
with Mike and went to his office. It was looking a lot better, the
painting was finished and the office furniture was placed nicely
around the rooms. As she made her way to his office a woman turned
the corner and almost ran into her.
    “ Oh, I’m sorry may I help
you?” The woman said startled.
    “ It’s ok; yes could you
tell me where I can find my husband, Mike; Mr.
Heathrow?”
    “ Yes, he is