Title: An Infinite Sorrow
Author: R.J. Harker
Genre: Horror, Science Fiction
Richard's family has just moved to the small town of Desolation Falls. New house, new school, new friends. Everything is fine, until he starts to notice strange things about the town. Until his best friend disappears, and no one remembers she ever existed...
EXCERPT FROM "AN INFINITE SORROW":
"No way, those things are dangerous."
"Oh, come on, it's just a game. None of that hocus pocus stuff is real."
"Then why chance it?"
Stan was already taking the necessary pieces out. Rich shrugged and had a seat on the carpet by his bed. He helplessly started setting up the board for his friend.
"Hey, you should invite Liz over. She's really interested in this stuff. Plus, you know, the hotness factor!"
"They're busy today, and I just met them. I can't be throwing a Hugh Hefner party at my aunt’s house every other day."
"That's exactly what you should be doing. You have to build up your street cred in this town!! You're no fun, my man. Ok, let's do this!"
"Why do you want to do this crap so bad?"
"Well, a chick died right down the road last year. It was crazy. They thought her boyfriend did it, but they could never question him. He's locked up in some asylum somewhere. I knew the guy, and he was never like that. He never did anything crazy. I guess he snapped. I want to see if she'll answer us."
Both of them placed their hands on the slider. The idea was that as they asked questions, spirits would push the slider over the right letters to spell out the answer. Stan thought that Rich would answer for fun. Rich knew better. If the board spelled out anything, this was for real.
Stan asked the first question. "Let's start simple. Sharon, we're trying to reach you. Does Liz have a crush on Rich?"
"Dude, cut that out. Some chick’s ghost isn't going to care about that"
The slider began to move, it spelled out the words GOOD FRIEND.
Stan frowned. "That's no kind of answer. I want a yes or no."
"You're moving the damn thing anyway. Why? Would you like to escort her to the ice cream shop? Oooooo!!"
"Hey, that's not..."
The slider moved again, spelling YES.
"Hey! You're supposed to answer questions about Rich, not me."
Rich thought about another question, this game was just getting good. "I bet Stan wants to marry Liz, doesn't he?"
Both of them let go of the slider. "Rich, that's not funny man. You’re freaking me out."
"Hey, you're making it move. It's not me."
Both boys’ hands were suddenly pulled back onto the Ouija Board by some invisible force.
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