Archive for March, 2008
Posted on March 25, 2008 - by Aaron Ross Powell
The Hole: Part 66
At the bottom of the steps, Elliot and Evajean reversed their order. “I can’t go in there,” she said. “What we need to find, it’s down there, but, Elliot, you’re going to have to look for it, okay?” She was nervous, talking fast. “I’m going to go back upstairs, okay? I’m sorry— The tunnels, I […]
Posted on March 21, 2008 - by Aaron Ross Powell
The Hole: Part 65
The house stood alone in a field of wheat. A dirt road cut through the crop to its front door and it was this Elliot followed as Evajean gazed out the window at the barrier.
The curtain of light came down directly on the house, cutting it in half. But where it should have […]
Posted on March 20, 2008 - by Aaron Ross Powell
The Hole: Part 64
They’d covered half the distance when the creatures returned. One must have been hiding behind the truck, its body flattened impossibly thin, because it now rose up, huge mouth opening and contracting with the sound of lips smacking. Melvin screamed, falling backwards away from it, but Evajean reached out and grabbed him, pulling him towards […]
Posted on March 16, 2008 - by Aaron Ross Powell
The Hole: Part 63
They looked at each other. More gibberish, Elliot thought. More useless information that did nothing to sort out their mad situation. And so he laughed.
“You think I’m joking?” Melvin said. He held the book close to his face again and read. “They will come, woman and man. They will […]
Posted on March 15, 2008 - by Aaron Ross Powell
The Hole: Part 62
The doors thumped again. Melvin stuck his head out, looking at them, then at Elliot. “Oh, it’s pretty safe. They’ll bang away for fifteen minutes then get tired of it. I wonder if it hurts them, kicking it or ramming it or whatever it is they do out there? Anyway, […]
Posted on March 7, 2008 - by Aaron Ross Powell
The Hole: Part 61
The creatures had stopped at the truck, sniffing the contents in the back, their flat faces pressed fully into the barrels and boxes. Elliot could see them inhaling, ridges sliding along the surface of their bodies. He turned to Evajean.
“Around back. There has to be another way in.”
There was. A side […]
