Eternal Whispers (A Novella)

Jenny Mackey and six friends were camping deep in the woods of New York. A ritual of sorts for the group. A way for them to disconnect from the hustle and bustle and reconnect with each other. This campsite was new. None of them were familiar with these woods. Unfortunate for the group because in these woods a secret lies. A secret so old that it spans millennia. The protector of the secret, an old Native American man, warns the group. "Leave," he tells them. The friends ignore the old man's warning and awaken a creature so terrifying that no living man has ever laid eyes on it and lived to tell.

Excerpt:

She fought back the early signs of panic and forced herself to breathe slow and steady. Her boyfriend, Chris Dillon, slept beside her in their double wide sleeping bag. She grabbed his shoulder and gave it a shake.

"Wake up," she whispered.

Chris's eyes fluttered. He opened the right one slightly, focused on her for a second, then closed it and rolled over. Jenny reached for his shoulder again. He shrugged her hand off and grunted in disapproval.

Twigs snapped outside. Jenny lost the battle against panic. Her breathing was rapid and shallow. Fingers tingled. Stomach cramped. Her blood flow cut off from her external limbs and redirected to her vital organs. She closed her eyes, bit down hard on her lip and clamped every muscle in her body. Count back from 10. She got to one, unclenched her muscles and calmness washed over her body.

She looked around and saw a large shadow pass by the tent on the side opposite from where they lie. That wasn't a tree or leaves. Those shadows danced and flickered. This was something else, something large judging by what she just saw. Her hand gripped Chris's shoulder, fingernails dug into his flesh. "Wake up," she whispered again.

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Eternal Whispers is a 13,000 word novella - approximately 60 pages long. This story contains scenes of graphic violence with real world consequences and is intended for a mature audience.