50 Word Thursday – An Innocent Street


This was written for the 50 word Thursday’s challenge that I host in collaboration with Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith. If you’d like to take part, click on the link below:


I have also included the following word prompts:


cry, dark, silver bullet


FOWC with Fandango — Whitewash


It all looked so innocent now. Just a pretty lane on a quiet street. The houses neatly painted with whitewash.

However, it did not always look this way.

Back in March, this street used to be the most dangerous in London, possibly in the whole world.

Dark and evil things used to stalk there at night.

The very air itself was filled with a toxic fume or sulphur and decay that came from the depths of hell.

A group of us decided to take part in an exorcism. Father Patrick assured us he knew the rites and we took him at his word.

Together we held hands and chanted while the Father threw salt around us.

If I had known then what I know now, I wouldn’t have done it.

While we chanted, the lamp suddenly went out and a dark shape jumped out of the shadows.

I let out a cry into the night. There was a shot and a silver bullet hit me in the leg. The shadows descended upon us, and when they lifted, not a soul remained except me.

Through April, May and into June there was no word of John, Ross, Giles and the others.


Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 06/February/2019