The sinking bell tower (standard:horror, 927 words)
Author: jopoguerrero	Added: Aug 23 2008	Views/Reads: 3421/1912	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
revenge

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to be allowed to witness this spectacle next Friday, and to realize 
your revenge. ” 

The man paused and placed a picture on the table – Vanessa and Ricky,
lovingly holding hands, entering a hotel. 

“All you need to do is to wait for the sinking bell tower to be
swallowed by earth; then you drop this picture into hell. Instantly, 
the bastards will be eaten by fire before they can lay another look at 
each other.” 

The man kissed Albert on the forehead, then left. 

That was three days ago. Now, Albert's heart roared for vengeance. 

He again checked his watch: exactly three in the morning. He
straightened the driver's seat, and fixed his eyes on the bell tower. 
Then, the great rumbling and crashing came. 

The earth trembled, opened and gobbled up the bell tower – darkness
gushed from the hole that erased the moon, stars and hills from the 
view. And the darkness pulled moaning, weeping, shrieking souls from 
all directions. 

“The fire of hell is what Vanessa and Ricky deserve!” Albert mumbled. 

He reached for the picture from the backseat. But he was unable to pick
it up. He was unable to touch it. His hands went through the picture, 
and through the seat, and through all his things in the car. 

Then he realized that he can see his own body stiffly sitting in the car
– ashy face, eyes wide open, hand on his chest. 

Shock and panic consumed the hovering Albert. 

“Heart attack, obviously,” the man in pale suit snickered. “As usual, it
completes the job perfectly.” 

“You, you put me into this!” Albert bellowed. “You said that I will
surely get my revenge! How come I'm the one who died at the mouth of 
hell?” 

The man chuckled. “My dear Albert, even the angel of death needs a trick
for his own trade!” 

The man in pale suit laughed greedily as the darkness pulled Albert
down, down into hell. 


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