Missing

By Brian Woods

In this story an ancient evil has become fascinated with a local waitress and abducts her. She is taken to another dimension where reality is turned upside down and there is no way out.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Brian Woods
• Release date: Oct 29, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370955114

Brian Woods

My name is Brian Woods, a product of the 80’s and father of two crazy girls. When I’m not working at my day job or randomly surfing the web, I’m usually reading a book at home. Recently, I have stopped reading as much and have started writing short stories. I enjoy writing about anything and I’m very excited to hear what you think. Thanks for stopping by!

Book preview

Missing

Fifteen years ago, I was a missing teenager. Maybe you saw my face on TV.

It was hard to miss. I was everywhere – flyers, billboards, news alerts. You could barely move without seeing my face or hearing my name. ‘MISSING GIRL’ ‘REWARD OFFERED’. A media frenzy of coverage. My parents were sick with worry and pre-emptive grief. The people of my hometown were organizing search-parties and candlelight vigils. Hope began to fade as the days pressed on.

And then, I turned up. Out of nowhere. I was tired, weak and clearly traumatized. Everyone was clamoring for details, but I couldn’t tell them anything. Doctors spoke of amnesia and trauma. No one knew what had happened, not even the victim.

Here’s the thing, though: I remember everything. I remember every day, every detail. I haven’t been able to tell anyone what I suffered. Because I know if I tell them the truth, they will think I’m crazy. The truth is simply too bizarre.

So, I bottled it all up. Tried to put it behind me. I got a degree, got settled down. Most of the time, I try and forget. But I can’t stand this time of year. It reminds me of what I want to forget. Those long, terrible, terrifying days.

Yesterday, I walked by a shop window. They still had a post-Valentine’s Day sale display. You know, leftover heart-shaped candy boxes, cakes and cookies. Seeing it made me break down and cry.

Fifteen years ago, cookies like those altered the course of my life.

Afterwards, I tossed and turned. All last night. That’s when I knew I had to tell someone. For the first time, I’m ready to tell people the truth about what happened to me during those missing days.

At the time, I was fresh out of high school. To save for college, I got a job at a local café. It was a small town, and I knew all the regulars.

I’d been working there a few months when it all happened. In the days that lead up to it, a few things were weighing on my mind.

Firstly: we had a new