Chapter One: DeathA Chapter by The old meI’m dead. Simply put I was killed when the world went to s**t. The end of the world started off slowly. A couple of diseases spread and killed a few thousands. It was truly terrible but our greatest scientists fixed them. Many thought the government spread them to population control the growing number of immigrants. But the government of course denied all involvement but whatever, that was just the first step of downfall. Then the weather had some destructive changes, five major hurricanes hit all around the United States. The whole east and southern coast was in disarray. The government stepped in to help solve that problem too. In other states, the murder rate, especially strange crimes, grew to all new highs. I personally saw a lot of it on the mean streets of Chicago. My name was Colt Brown. I grew up in small town outside of Chicago. It was a very religious town where my parents were very strict on me. It was like that till one day my father, a preacher, killed my mother just because. No one ever knew why, it seemed he loved her dearly. He disappeared after that. I was shipped to my uncle’s in Chicago and I was raised there under way more freedom. Soon after high school I went to the police academy. I married my high school sweetheart, a beautiful doll of a woman named, Lauren. Now about nine years later, I’m in my second year of being a detective at the 15th precinct. But Lauren could never deal with my long hours. So she left me, but didn’t leave me alone. She left me, my beautiful daughter, Lilly. We shared Lilly but I know I was her favorite. She was eight when I was killed. I miss her so much. The day I died, I was supposes to pick her up from her mother’s. It was a terrible world when I left. Well let me show and tell you the year before I died. The first case for me that showed that the world was going to hell was about one year before I died. It was my first case where I was the lead. What a hell of a first case. I and my partner, Chip Rogers, got to the scene. We found something that would change the course of the rest of my life. We walk in to find a body that was eaten. Really it was only an outline of a body and there were only bones left when we found it. A little human flesh was still on the bones. We were dumbfounded on how a wildlife animal could get into a suburb apartment. There was sign of a break in but that was it. We had no leads, no ideas on what happened at first. A week later, we found another one. And the week after that, and so on and so on. We found a total of fourteen eaten bodies. On number fourteen, we caught a break. A camera picked a guy leaving the place. The strange part was the guy on the tape had glowing eyes. That’s when it sank in for me. Could it really be one? No way, they aren’t really. I was a huge supernatural and paranormal reader and I remember what thing had glowing eyes. Ghouls. It's really hard to say where the ghoul lore originated from. Islamic folklore and Arabian folklore talk about it. Ghouls are believed to be a type of demon which feeds and gets its superhuman strength by eating the inners of the human bodies. The human can be living or dead when feeding occurs. Ghouls normally dwell in burial grounds or desert places. But they have been known to travel around to find whatever food they could. The key to their survival is their ability to shape shift. They can assume the disguise of an animal or their human victim. With this, it’s easier to slay and devour other humans. But the weird part was normally they don’t eat live humans. © 2011 The old meFeatured Review
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19 Reviews Added on May 2, 2011 Last Updated on June 19, 2011 AuthorThe old meLos Angeles, CAAboutIf you notice some of my work is gone, that is because it is. I trimed down to put only a few on the site. Message me if you want to know anything about me. I'm an open book more.. |

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