Beast In The Basement
By Jason Arnopp
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About this ebook
"I reached a certain moment and wanted to stop and applaud my e-reader. On a tube train" – SEBASTIAN PATRICK, journalist and writer/editor of the official RED DWARF site
"When the biggest turn in the story occurred, I actually exclaimed (out loud with great exuberance), "Holy ****, that is so ******* clever" – MICH MASOCH, CHS REGIME
"I can't get enough of writing like this" – PABLO CHEESECAKE, THE ELOQUENT PAGE
"Will leave its mark on the reader long after the last page" – CHRIS LIMB, THE BRITISH FANTASY SOCIETY
In a big house in the countryside, a recently bereaved and increasingly unstable author toils over a novel which will close the best-selling trilogy of Jade Nexus fantasy books.
Speculation and rumour are rife among hardcore Jade Nexus fans that their heroine will die at the novel’s conclusion - a possibility against which they loudly protest via social media as the release date nears.
How do you deal with grief, under such intense pressure? How do you cope with distractions from your work such as a violent intruder, panicked messages from your agent and a potential love interest moving into the cottage across the field? And far worse than any of those problems... what do you do about the Beast in your basement?
BEAST IN THE BASEMENT is a contemporary horror-thriller novella about obsession, revenge, censorship, blame culture and personal responsibility. A dark tale with a kick like a mule.
Read it fast before someone spoilers you!
Author JASON ARNOPP's previous credits include the feature film STORMHOUSE, DOCTOR WHO: THE GEMINI CONTAGION, THE SARAH JANE ADVENTURES: DEADLY DOWNLOAD and the New Line Cinema novel FRIDAY THE 13TH: HATE-KILL-REPEAT. He is also the author of terrifying ghost story A SINCERE WARNING ABOUT THE ENTITY IN YOUR HOME and non-fiction book HOW TO INTERVIEW DOCTOR WHO, OZZY OSBOURNE AND EVERYONE ELSE.
Parental advice: this novella features strong bloody violence, profanity and some sexual scenes. Not recommended for minors.
PRAISE FOR THIS NOVELLA:
"This is enormous spooky fun and reads like lightning!" – JENNY COLGAN, author of THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE DUMPED, MEET ME AT THE CUPCAKE CAFE (as Jenny Colgan) and RESISTANCE IS FUTILE and DOCTOR WHO: DARK HORIZONS (as JT COLGAN)
“This short sharp shock of weird horror cuts right to the quick. Writing about writers is tricky, but Arnopp handles it with beastly aplomb” – CHUCK WENDIG, author of STAR WARS: AFTERMATH, ZER0ES and BLACKBIRDS
“Jason Arnopp snares his poor readers using inch-perfect plotting and compulsive suspense so that, once they're hooked, he can inflict his own dark brand of please-no horror on their unprepared psyches. BEAST IN THE BASEMENT is highly recommended for anyone who doesn’t realise how much an author can love and hate his readers at the same time. Hell’s teeth, what's the matter with the man?” – JMR HIGGS, author of STRANGER THAN WE CAN IMAGINE: MAKING SENSE OF THE 20TH CENTURY and THE KLF: CHAOS, MAGIC AND THE BAND WHO BURNED A MILLION POUNDS
"BEAST IN THE BASEMENT is the rarest of things, a story that manages to keep you guessing right up until the end. Arnopp obviously delights in messing with his readership’s heads... I really can’t get enough of writing like this" – PABLO CHEESECAKE, THE ELOQUENT PAGE
"It’s a clever, intimate and sometimes oppressive tale and Arnopp takes us deep into the dark recesses of his lead character’s tormented mind as he rushes from pitiful hopelessness to elation via an unhealthy dose of desperation" – PAUL MOUNT, STARBURST MAGAZINE
"The suspense is palpable and almost cinematic at times, the descriptions of some scenes painting themselves on the mind’s eye with HD clarity. This is a taut tale of the some of the worst excesses of human paranoia that will leave its mark on the reader long after they have finished the last page" – CHRIS LIMB, THE BRITISH FANTASY SOCIETY
Jason Arnopp
Jason Arnopp is a novelist, scriptwriter and sometime journalist. He has contributed fiction to the worlds of Doctor Who, The Sarah Jane Adventures and Friday The 13th. His most recent release is the Orbit Books novel Ghoster. Before that came The Last Days Of Jack Sparks, which is now in movie development at Ron Howard's Imagine Entertainment.Arnopp wrote the 2011 Lionsgate US horror feature Stormhouse and script-edited the 2012 Peter Mullan film The Man Inside. He is also the author of books including Beast In The Basement, A Sincere Warning About The Entity In Your Home, Auto Rewind and How To Interview Doctor Who, Ozzy Osbourne And Everyone Else. He lives in Brighton, UK, with a stupidly large collection of old-school VHS.
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Beast In The Basement - Jason Arnopp
BEAST IN THE BASEMENT
by
JASON ARNOPP
Text copyright Jason Arnopp 2012 (JasonArnopp.com)
Cover copyright Caroline Fish 2012 (Madoldcatlady.com)
Some rights reserved. This text is presented under the Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial License. See creativecommons.org for more details.
The author has asserted his right to be identified as the author of this work under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
This edition distributed by Smashwords
CONTENTS
Prologue
Chapter One Hello Reality
Chapter Two Security
Chapter Three Feeding Time
Chapter Four Traps & Phantoms
Chapter Five The Red Lotus
Chapter Six A Taste Of Perfection
Chapter Seven In Dreams
Chapter Eight Inquisition
Chapter Nine Blood On Tarmac
Chapter Ten The G-Word
Epilogue
Afterword
About The Author
By The Same Author
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BEAST IN THE BASEMENT
Dedicated to scapegoats everywhere.
PROLOGUE
I am soaked with blood, rain and what is almost certainly my own urine.
Consciousness ebbs and flows. The ceiling rolls in waves.
I’m being dragged across the floorboards on my back, gripped firmly around the wrists, my biceps by my ears. My joints groan and pop.
One of my palms is wet with red ooze. The hole in its centre delivers a napalm burn.
I know what’s happening but am too lost and nauseous to do anything about it. Something has snapped inside my head. My skull feels dented, cracked, all wrong, the brain inside awash with sludgy dread and hate.
I glimpse the glowing computer screen and it hurts my eyes.
Somewhere in the background: a constant liquid hammering. Rain batters the big window pane as if mounting a rescue attempt.
Gazing at the blurred ceiling, I writhe limply. Indignant, broken, fearful.
My intended growl wavers and splutters: Let me go.
It’s lucky I can speak at all, after everything I’ve been through.
Everything from the innocent creak of a metal flap, to the screech of brakes, the screams, the mission, Jade Nexus, the intruder, the cameras, Maddy, the red lotus, the wine, the rain, the triumph and the agony.
The Beast.
All of these things have led me here inexorably. My entire life has hurtled towards this point. Good old destiny, reeling me in.
If this is the end then there will be no regrets, but I must do my very best to fight.
A violent flurry shakes the world. My legs kick feebly out at nothing, an exhausted token gesture, as I’m hauled from the floor towards the chair. My eyes roll back into my head as oblivion descends once more, blotting everything out.
CHAPTER ONE: HELLO REALITY
I know I can do this.
I can do this.
Just need to pull myself together. Stay positive. This whole thing is about positivity, right? It should be a joy from beginning to end.
I started the mission, I’ve orchestrated this whole thing, so must press on until it’s done. I must stagger through the trenches, endure all that deafening gunfire and complete.
Yes, I must complete this novel.
Anything less would be doing the world’s children a grave disservice.
That said, I’ve typed nothing for the last – what – half an hour? One hour? Two?
The cursor blinks at the top of the empty computer screen, beneath the legend ‘CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX’. That little flashing blob of whatever is steady, sure and certain, while I sit here stewing, trying to retain faith in my own abilities.
I’m going screen-blind. Microscopic light-amoeba dance before my eyes. I blink, stretch back in my chair and let my gaze wander around the study for a while.
The huge, floor-to-ceiling window has heavy curtains which I never think to close. I like the view during the day, then forget that people can see in at night when the window has become a mirror.
Yes, the countryside is so comprehensively dark at this hour that the window may as well be a black rectangle painted on the wall. I can see neither the field nor the dense woods which frame it. The neat little cottage which faces this house clearly remains unoccupied, so no illumination there.
Way out here, there are none of your big city street lights. No car lamps. No moon. Not even a cat to puncture the thick darkness with laser-beam eyes.
I turn my attention to the wall above the desk. To the first of three large, ornate, golden picture frames.
The first frame contains a beautifully illustrated book cover. My eyes dance over the words.
Jade Nexus And The Four-Headed Witch, by PT Sparks. Sure enough, there on the cover is a witch with four heads. A perfectly respectable novel, I always thought.
Not so the next. Its cover sits in the second frame: Jade Nexus And The Great Leveller, by PT Sparks. I detest that one with every fibre of my being. If I could delete it from the universe, fast as a backspace key, I would gladly do so.
Still. Too late now. All I can do is write the next one.
The third and final book in the series is under my control. Mine and mine only. No matter what Murray or the publisher might think.
The third picture frame is empty. It hangs there, an open mouth, hungry, expectant. Mirroring the ice-cold corporate world which will publish the book, caring about nothing except profit margins.
My job here, my mission, is to finish this book the way it deserves to be finished. The way which will do the most good for the children who flock to absorb it.
I am determined that Jade Nexus And The Cathedral Of Screams will not repeat the terrible mistakes of Jade Nexus And The Great Leveller.
Despite my strong resolve, however, there’s a voice in the back of my head. A voice asking questions. Questions like...
How much longer can I hold out here? How much longer can I maintain, before someone unmasks me as a charlatan, a faker? How long before I’m paraded through the streets by a rowdy mob, shackled, tarred and feathered?
I know all authors feel this way, and I do have confidence. Yet deep down, I know the truth.
You can only live in a world of make-believe for so long, before reality comes calling.
It always does.
One question in particular, I try to keep locked behind a cast-iron – no, no, God no, don’t say that next word, don’t even think it. The word must be banished forever. Shred it now.
One question in particular, I try to keep locked in a secure chest, rammed against the back wall of my consciousness.
A question too unnerving to face.
What am I going to do about the Beast in the basement?
Yesterday afternoon, I printed the novel in its entirety. All 32 chapters of the first draft.
I sat there by the printer, gulping wine like water and stared nervously at the pages which splurged all but soundlessly from the machine.
The pages mounted higher and higher. I didn’t want the printing to end. When it did, I would have to actually read the novel, which I knew would be a painful experience.
While waiting, I noticed that a couple of workmen had parked up beside the cottage across the field. They were carrying a pane of glass. Maybe someone was about to move in, but I gave this little thought as I watched pages glide from the print-mouth.
I soon had that fat, warm manuscript on my lap as I stretched out along the chaise longue. I had already sunk the bottle and was opening another. Of course, a bottle of wine has little effect on me these days. In the three months since Jamie died, I’ve become so accustomed to drinking. All too accustomed. Wine barely touches the sides.
I drew in a deep, trepidatious breath and began to read.
To my surprise, I found myself enjoying it. My drinking slowed. I became embroiled in