Testing, testing 4,5,6!

Another 'short' story that I've written recently... instead of doing as much homework as I should have probably. Anyways, hopefully any one who reads this will be able to get the jist of it as you go along, its pretty much self-explanatory even if its made up of several odd events piled together! As before with the first testing, I'll be looking for comments, ideas and criticisms! Anything is appreciated, so here it is! I think I'll call it 'The Cabin' for now:

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It was late, far too late.

I was late.

I took too long in cornering the bastard and now it was going to be even harder to control her.

I dragged the man through the clearing forest towards the cabin, the dense foliage only passing enough light to see scraps of the littered forest floor. If anyone was unlucky enough to somehow end up this far out of town they there wouldn't be much of a risk of them witnessing anything with not only the trees but also dark clothes for cover. Thankfully this was a practiced routine by now so I knew where everything was to avoid dragging him through any bushes or anything that could roughen him up too much.

The bastard was heavy though, probably more unfit than what I usually take but he'll have to do, hopefully she won't be put off by a couple of clogged arteries or the shaggy beard of the middle-aged trucker.  Though that should give me some security in the story, truckers were known to go out in our town and come back a weekend later.

With the car hidden safely by a boulder down the slope, it was down to me to haul him up, but with months of practice it was easier than the first couple I took. I grinned in the night at the memory as we finally reached the side of the dirt drive that lead to the cabin.

He dragged slowly, leaving obvious tell-tale tracks to the cabin which stood eerily in the clearing, warning strangers of the horrors inside. It used to be a simple one room-one bathroom, cosy little thing with the furs still lying in front of the cobbled fireplace that fit into a family movie more than what I had to remodel the cabin to, that now belonged in the possession of a mad scientist to perform crazy experiments in and hold his victims. Which, in all honesty, wasn't far from the truth.

Finally managing to haul his ass up to the stairs I dropped him at the base whilst pulling out the right set of keys from my pocket, even if I had not memorized their rusted shape, the dark blood stains on them in the ill light would have been a dead giveaway.

Pulling on the industrial-sized chain that I wrapped around the new metal door I fitted when I first brought the cabin I pulled it from the handles. The sound of the chains shattered the dead silence around the house, not even the animals dared to go up here anymore. Pulling them off I unlocked the door they guarded before stepping down to get the latest victim. He was still out, good for me, even better for him.

The stairs were always the hardest, when pulling the first one I dislocated the shoulder which woke the poor bastard up and earned him a good broken nose and a concussion. But now I learned to wrap the chains underneath their arms and pull them up by their torso's, the easiest and cleanest way.

Though the bruises will still show from where they hit their stairs, not from a long way but their body weight drags them back down, another reason why the fitter ones are better. Usually they make up the story that they fell down the stairs after I dump them back in town, the latest ones anyways. Once  through the door I put him down and slammed the door shut, leaving us in complete darkness, with only the heavy breathing of the trucker to break the spell of calm. I pulled the chain out from him and pulled the ancient chord that flickered the light us, emanating a buzz from the customized light. I had to adapt the first time I brought her here, we found that the light they offered in the hardware store in town was too painful for her eyes, so I had to layer it with different materials to dim it with stuff similar to what they use on headlights to prevents dazzle, just enough to be able to watch her.

To my left was an old and battered fridge that buzzed quietly in the corner right next to a set of tools I brought and buried in the clinic paperwork, hung carefully on metal hooks installed into the wooden wall.  Setting him down on the floor I pulled out the black scrap of cloth I used as a blindfold from the set of drawers underneath the tools, something I picked up from a helpful neighbour.  I tied it around him and checked the pulse in his wrist, slow enough to keep him safely sedated but fast enough to make sure he’s in the safe zone.

"Cato? Is that you? Cato?" it was so painful to hear her voice again. So quiet and full of pain, just beyond the curtain I set up to cover the reinforced bars that separated us just up ahead.

“Yeah, I’m sorry I’m late, it was pretty busy out tonight.”  I could hear her low moans and I knew she was laying on the make-shift bed I made after the first one broke when she threw a temper tantrum after her first meal.

“I was waiting for you Cato, I’ve been so hungry. Did you get me a good one, Cato? I liked the last one, he was very good. He tasted so nice. Can you get him again? Cato…” she still sounded so much like her old self, before this nightmare begun. Her voice is rougher now though, something primal rung in it the way it would seem if someone had smoked all their life, something not quite hers that matches her changed appearance. 

 

“No, I’m sorry Jan, this one’s a bit older and fatter than the last one, the locals are beginning to suspect things so I had to get a trucker. Not the healthiest but he’s the best I can do. I’ll try and get you a better one when things have settled back down.” I explained calmly before I heard her throw herself at the bars, her usual temper tantrum. Jennifer used to be a picture-perfect young lady, almost out of place in the crude modern world; probably what attracted the vampire to her in the first place, now she had to be kept locked up like a wild animal until I can find her again.