A short excerpt from the novel I’m writing for NaNoWriMo. Heavily H.P. Lovecraft influenced survival horror.
“You know,” he said, planting a foot firmly on the back of the girl’s skull, “I never really liked you.”
It was a morbid thing to say, but then the entire situation was slightly off. He smiled at the thought. It had taken the end of the world to find revenge on his ex-girlfriend. Before them, the anomaly raged. Electromagnetism had taken a vacation in a thirty-foot sphere, and atoms were tearing themselves apart in a frenzy of suddenly lost energy. The girl beneath him struggled valiantly, animalistic moans occasionally escaping her lips. The boy leveled his shovel, slapping it against the back of the girl’s head again. For the hollow ringing sound that resulted, it didn’t seem to make much difference.
“Karma really does have a way of coming around, I guess,” he muttered. “I mean, this seems like a slightly disproportionate response, but – I may be a little biased when I say – I don’t mind in the slightest.”
If the girl beneath his boot had any mind of her own left, that set it off. She scrabbled with renewed vigor at the dirt beneath her, roaring in alien tongues at her captor. The boy shrugged it off. He had heard worse blasphemies in high school.
“I guess this counts as closure, in a way,” he chuckled, planting the blade of the shovel firmly against the back of the ravening girl’s skull. “I mean, I get to say goodbye finally. Don’t you think that’s fitting?”
He had considered that talking to someone who so obviously couldn’t understand him was probably more than a little psychotic, but he figured that the emotional relief that would result from his next action would help to balance things out a little.
“Bye, Amy,” he said, wrenching downward on the shovel’s handle with all of the strength he could conjure. The sharpened blade ripped downward through the girl’s skull, silencing her in an instant. Grey brain matter sprayed out in an oddly pressurized burst, inter-mingled with strange, wriggling translucent worms. The boy took a step back, careful to avoid any of the sudden spray. The last thing he felt like dealing with was a parasite infection.
With a final shove he sent the girl tumbling forward into the crater. The anomaly took hold of her body with unbelievably explosive force, the electrons in her body suddenly freeing themselves entirely from their orbits. The explosion that ensued from the excess mass in the sphere knocked the boy from his feet, sending him tumbling over the fine sands.
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