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A delirious slice of pulp horror featuring a homicidal love cult, loose sex, illegal drugs, absurd violence, human experimentation, killer ghosts, a government conspiracy, demonic possession, and a dash of 1970s nostalgia. Read at your own risk.
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Table of Contents
Dead Fall
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THEN
LATER | I
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Also By Brad D. Sibbersen
Dead Fall
Brad D. Sibbersen
©2018 BRAD D. SIBBERSEN. All rights reserved. No portion of this publication may be reproduced or distributed in any manner whatsoever without the express written consent of the publisher, save for brief passages quoted in the context of reviews or scholarly works. This book is a work of fiction. All elements are creations of the author, or are used fictitiously. No similarity between any institution, product, or individual, living or dead, is intended or should be inferred, and if such exists is purely coincidental. Published by Inept Concepts. Cover image courtesy Pete Linforth. Seek him out on Pixabay.
FIRST
IN THE DAYS WHEN THE world was new, the sun, called Haioo, did not move across the sky, but shone steadily, motionless, continually blessing the First People of the world and all the world's creatures with His light and warmth. But many among the First People were displeased with Haioo, for his ever-present heat burnt the skin red, until it remained this color forever, and His brightness worried the eyes when it was time for rest, so that they could not sleep, and his ever-present light revealed the hunter to his prey, allowing the deer and the rabbit to escape even the swiftest of arrows. So the First People called upon their finest warrior, a young man of the Luccee tribe, who fashioned a terrible spear out of a single, great bone and hurled this into the heart of Haioo, mortally wounding Him. Haioo's fiery blood rained from the sky for days and days, staining the land as far as the eye could see. Then Haioo Himself slid from the sky, plunging the world into eternal darkness, bringing unbearable cold and starvation and death. The First People wept and lamented for many weeks, until the Creator of All was moved to resurrect Haioo and return Him to His place in the sky, on the condition that He only light the world for a portion of each day, so that the People would no longer take Him for granted. And from that moment on, they did not. Nevertheless, once a year Haioo perishes again, painting the leaves red-orange with his blood as he sinks lower and lower in the sky, dying only to be reborn again, an eternal reminder of the hubris of the First People. For this reason the third season is forever a season that belongs to the dying and the dead, and, if they so desire, they may return during this time to do their mischief upon the People.
THEN
IT HAD BEEN HARD, SWEATY work, the late August sun beating down like a taskmaster with a chip on his shoulder, baking them in their own skin from just after sunup until it dipped behind the line of pine trees to the west, finally affording some relief as it draped them in shadows. Samuel had worked harder than most, taking no breaks, directing other work from a distance even as he completed tasks of his own, foregoing lunch and subsisting entirely on warm water carried up from the stream.
He had never been happier.
The bell, that had been the hardest part. Liberated from its original home at the abandoned train depot five miles away, it had taken them all day to pull it down and manhandle it around town (trundling it directly through town was, of course, out of the question), through the woods, down the steep hill (it almost got away from them here – what a sight that would have been!) and up the narrow staircase into the steeple. But it had been worth it. The white man who owned the property the depot now sat on had told them that they could have the bell, free