Solomon Stone: Beyond

Chapter 14

The Center city is left defenseless against Clowny Jones, when Detectives Stone and Sarah left the town. The two sought for the legendary detective's help, to capture the mysterious killer. However, things got a little out of hand.

8:30 in the evening, while the sparks family is having a dinner; Miller, the head of the family, heard unusual sounds coming from the second floor. Peculiar footsteps can be heard from above; however, he asked himself "who could that possibly be?" All of his kids are eating dinner with him, and there's no one else aside from them is inside the house at the moment. A sudden cold feeling crawled up his whole body, and his heart rate increased in a blitz.

Still traumatized of what happened to him and Tatyana, Miller stood up from the dining table and walked towards a small door underneath the staircase. He stood there for a moment and listened carefully to confirm if what he heard was real. Much larger and faster footprints surprised him. "Someone is running at the second floor's hallway" He told himself, very anxious and paranoid.

He knew that Clowny Jones hasn't been caught yet, and that one day, it might get back to him.

Being too paranoid, Miller grabbed a loaded 12 gauge shotgun, from inside the stock room located under the stairs. He quickly returned to the dining room and instructed Tatyana to go to a safer place. "Tatyana take your brother and sister to your aunt's house, call your mom and tell her not to go home, and then call the police. The car key is inside a box on top of the TV rack, hurry!" He commanded with urgency.

"But dad?"

"No buts Tatyana, just go!"

Tatyana is worried about her father; however, she needed to bring her younger brother and sister to a safe place. She quickly carried her four year old sister and ordered her fourteen year old brother to follow her. "Follow me and no matter what happens, don't look back!"

They rushed into the living room, and grabbed the car keys from the box, and then they quickly went outside.

Tatyana remotely opened the car doors, and put her little sister at the back of the car, she put the seatbelt on to her sister tightly, and closed the door. His fourteen year old brother entered the front passenger side of the car to assist her.

Tatyana entered the car last, and started the engine as soon as she's inside. She moved the shift stick to reverse, and stepped on the gas pedal hard. She made it outside the front yard without problems driving in reverse, and then, she shifted back to drive, and drove off as fast as she can.

Miller courageously went upstairs to confront the intruder, without any idea on what kind of creature he will deal with. He cocked his shotgun, and slowly walked in the hallway "Hey! Whoever you are, show yourself! I know your hiding here somewhere!"

His heart pounded like a steam engine, afraid of the possibility that Clowny Jones is the intruder. Determined to protect his house and family, Miller ignored the fear inside of him and bravely continued to look for whoever is inside his house.

Miller reached the middle of the hallway, and heard some whispers that made him felt terrified. He can't figure out where the voices are coming, that is why he stopped walking for a while. He slapped himself hoping to get rid of the voices inside his head, but he failed. The voices are not auditory hallucinations; they are real, and very terrifying.

The whispers are so demonic, Miller suddenly became paranoid. His whole body started to shake in fear, and felt cold "What the hell?" He said, puzzled of what is happening at the moment.

Miller became petrified in fear; because of the blurred image of a man he saw standing at the end of the hallway. His whole body is shaking like there's an earthquake happening inside of him. He gripped his gun so hard he almost crushed the wooden covering of the gun's handle.

The blurred figure of the man became more clearly and close to his position, every bit of a second.

Miller managed to squeeze the trigger and fired a shot, even if his hands are shaking terribly.

The body he shot dispersed in the air like a black ink, and then unbelievably returned to normal like nothing happened. Miller moved several steps backward, because he can't believe of what he just witnessed. He slapped himself again, thinking that he's just dreaming, but he isn't.

Miller saw a very familiar and unforgettable face, the moment the figure moved closer to him. The terrified feeling of miller quickly shifted to anger, because standing in front of him at the moment is Clowny Jones, the man who tormented him and Tatyana. "Hello Miller! Missed me? Hihihi! hahaha!" Clowny Jones said while laughing diabolically.

Miller swallowed hard, as he saw Clowny Jones slowly moving towards him, carrying a hack saw and machete.

"Die monster! Die!" Miller fired his shotgun violently until Clowny Jones' body shattered and fell to the floor. He walked closely to the body of Clowny Jones to check if he's already dead.

Once his near the body, he saw Clowny Jones' took all the shot, lying on the floor. He was very confident that the demonic killer is already dead, because of his horrendously wrecked face that took most of the shot. No human can withstand rapid shotgun shots in very close range, that's a fact. "You're dead now! Stupid Monster!" He said to the body lying on the ground.

Miller turned around to go down stairs and call the police, however, just before he made his first step. He heard a voice that terrified him so much his body froze in fear; he can't even move a finger "Who's stupid again?" Clowny Jones said, with a very scary voice that echoed to the whole house.

Clowny Jones suddenly stood up, body regenerated like nothing happed. He lifted his hacksaw up like a gladiator thirsty for blood. He swung his hacksaw horizontally, and then it landed on Millers neck.

Miller felt the excruciating pain the hacksaw just gave him. In his mind, he wanted to dodge the attack, however, in reality, it was too late. The rusty teeth of the hacksaw sunk into his flesh half inch deep. Blood squirting from his neck to the wall and the floor, as the hacksaw damaged a major artery.

He repeatedly moved the hacksaw back and forth while laughing, until Miller's head separated from his body.

Head already severed; Miller still has consciousness for almost 15 grueling torturous seconds until finally he died.

Clowny Jones left another gruesome and bloody scene with a smile on his face.