Writing Challenge #3

To write a story in the Horror genre that must include the following words: Lava Lamp & Latex Gloves

As a collector and shop owner of ‘Old Curiosities that won’t kill your Cat’ I was accustomed to the occasional object that I myself found curious.

For all intense and purposes, it appeared to be your bog standard lava lamp that could be bought for next to nothing in any bargain store. But instead of being encased in mass produced plastic, this particular specimen was intricately adorned with metalwork of high quality and shaped as an ornate hour glass.

Also unusual was liquids inside, as instead of the two tone bubble action seen in ordinary lamps, this was filled with a swirling blackish grey smoke that spiralled and convulsed differently depending upon which way up it stood. There wasn’t any evidence of a power supply either.

Donning a pair of latex gloves so as to not inadvertently mark or damage the piece, and akso protect myself from any nicks or scratches, I began scrutinising the object in more detail. That was when I saw the first one.

A grotesquely deformed face peered at me briefly from within the lamp before being consumed once more by the smoke. This was obviously some quirky Gothic or Halloween inspired artifact. Another appeared as I turned it looking for where the batteries were located, each time lingering only briefly before disappearing into the smoke.

Believing I’d found the power source I turned a small latch, almost invisible amidst the metalwork frame. A deafening hiss filled my ears as I watched paralysed the smoke begin to escape the lamp.

Suddenly it burst open causing me to drop it upon the shop floor. It span violently before then sitting itself upon one end. The escaping smoke began to swirl around me along with the faces I’d seen and hundreds I hadn’t. 

Terror began to flood over me as the smoke starting filling my lungs making it impossible to breath. The faces began laughing as they whipped themselves into a frenzy, and I felt myself being dragged down towards the lamp.

I could feel my skin convulsing and joints compressing. There was no escape. I too would become a grotesquely disfigured face within the lava lamp. I then watch as my body sheds my head, only for it to be replaced with another. A face from the lamp, but instead of it being deformed, it looks like me.

Everything goes back.

As a collector and shop owner of ‘Old Curiosities that won’t kill your Cat’ I was accustomed to the occasional object that I myself found curious….
Copyright: authorchrisbrown 


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