Demon Rock

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Author: Stephen Derrian
the other side as they marched me down a hallway.
    “ Be the chamber for you!” one of the guards said.
    “ Be the last thing you ever see my friend!” the other joined in.
    At the end of the hallway there stood a red door. Something inside me told me it was the chamber. As we approached the chamber I couldn’t help but think that my plan had failed. In some ways maybe it hadn’t, as I would be getting out of the island at least, although in a body bag which wasn’t my ideal way. As we were approached the chamber the Warden stepped out from a room just to the left.
    “ Hold it men. Put him in here instead” the Warden commanded. The men agreed and threw me in the room. The room was empty bar a window, which looked like it could have been a two way mirror. It appeared to look into the chamber like an execution viewing room. The chamber was dark and I couldn’t see what was in it. The Warden stood in the doorway and looked at me.
    “ The only reason that you are not in that chamber right now is because I need you alive for the moment. But let me warn you, if you ever pull anything like this again, I will not hesitate to punish you accordingly and you will see the inside of the chamber. Do I make myself clear?”
    Maybe my plan would work after all, but what did he mean that he needed me alive?
    “ Now, to deter you from trying a stunt like that again you get a front row seat to the fate of the vamp you assaulted.” Back up the hallway I could hear the vamp being dragged, he sounded terrified and was shouting that he had done nothing wrong. The tranquiliser obviously hadn’t had too long an affect on him. As the vamp passed the doorway he looked at me, or rather he looked through me. A mixture of fear of what was about to happen and a hatred for me causing it. I almost felt guilty but his ability required him to kill to survive unlike mine and I do not care for that. I moved towards the viewing window as the red door was opened and the vamp tossed in. He landed on the floor, sprung to his feet and turned back towards the door, slamming his fists against it pleading to have one more chance. When there was no reply, the vamp that looked a lot more human with his fear turned slowly around and stared at the back wall. I still could see nothing but darkness and the silhouette of the vamp. From the other end of the room came a light, it was flames. The flames formed a circle of about two metre in diameter. Five chains protruded from the edges of the circle of fire, all accumulating in the centre of the circle. In the centre was what appeared to be a head, it was not a face as it had no eyes. The head was smooth and white without a single hair on it. The last link of the chains each buried in the flesh of its neck. The head slowly rose and although it had no eyes, you could tell it was staring right at the vamp. The head had no discernable features but a mouth. The mouth slowly opened and the vamp dropped to its knees as if a wave of pain had shot through him. A weird hissing sound came from the head’s mouth as the mouth extended wider than any human mouth. The vamp continued to scream. The air between the creatures seemed to become wavy the way it does in a heat mirage. The vamp’s face looked almost thinner as if the life was being sucked from him. All of a sudden the vamp fell forward and remained motionless. The head slowly lowered back to its original position and the flames extinguished.
    “ What the hell was that?” I asked, still shocked after what I had just witnessed.
    “ The Japanese call it Wanyūdō. We call it the soul eater. It sucks the soul out of whoever sees it. We are protected by the mirror as it can not see us. But rest assured, the next time you see it, if there is a next time, you will not be at this side of the mirror.” The Warden explained.
     
     
    The guards dragged me along a dark corridor. The corridor smelt like stale urine and faeces. My feet dragged through a puddle and I prayed
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