Small Den Aquarium
Posted in Art with tags 2009, aquarium, doll, eye, room, tank on October 23, 2009 by aesathena
Prologue
Posted in Atmosphere on October 1, 2009 by aesathenaThe wooden steps shriek as you approach the door. In some ways, the house is typical of the ones you’ve seen in the movies: old, Victorian, still whole and standing, but with enough rough edges to keep the neighbor kids using it in their dares.
When you came upon it, it wasn’t exactly looming. In fact, it looked average-sized. But the way it grows out of the surrounding woods, the way you can’t quite see the sides or the back…It makes you wonder if what you’re seeing is really all there is.
You don’t see any lights on inside. Still, any port in a storm. You walked two miles from your dead car to get here. It’s dark out now. Part of you hopes there really is a working phone inside. AAA to the rescue again.
But as the door lurches open, you realize, in the pit of your stomach, there’s a good reason the kids don’t dare each other to come in here in the dark…
Epigraph
Posted in Atmosphere on October 1, 2009 by aesathena“Are there may more rooms upstairs?”
“Oh, yes, sir,” he said, his eyes never leaving mine. “A great many. A man could become lost. In fact, men have become lost. Sometimes it seems to me that they go on for miles. Rooms and corridors.”
“And entrances and exits?”
His eyebrows went up slightly. “Oh yes. Entrances and exits.”
He waited, but I had asked enough, I thought–I had come to the very edge of something that would, perhaps, drive me mad.
–Stephen King, The Breathing Method
