Previous Chapters:

A truck driver had an unfortunate encounter with the mysterious Lilith. She killed three men the year before while Greg was dealing with the hag. Now she is back with a vengeance and Wolf Bend Chief Greg Harsen is called to the scene by FBI Agent David Harkins, a man who really dislikes him. What Greg finds awakens him to the realization that more bad things are coming for him and his little town. Further, Harkins managed to wrangle him into Task Force Ash, which was created to capture the killer.

A county wide call-out for a jail riot interrupted the hunt for Lilith. At the riot, Greg finds out that Jenny's violent ex-husband, Lenny Benslow, has escaped from the jail. They race to his cabin, but Greg's beloved wife had been taken. Through good investigation techniques, they may have found the bad guys' hideout. A shootout ensues, with Jesse getting shot while they rescue Jenny. When Greg went after Lenny to finish him, Sheriff Watson convinced him to take the felon back into custody. Batty Betty Benslow was taken into custody for assisting with Lenny's escape.

Greg thought he was in for a rest, but another Lilith victim, 'Satin Shorts' had been found revealing new clues. Then Greg and Jesse found Lilith's lair, getting closer to the killer. Then Greg had a meeting in the alley with Lilith where he barely escaped with his life. At the same time, the taskforce has been getting nowhere. Finally, Lilith revealed herself as Officer Katie Kelsey when she killed FBI Agent Kenneth Lee. An unaware Greg walked into her trap.

Jesse and Jenny are racing to Greg's aid, but will they make it in time . . . 

New Chapter:

Jesse and Jenny pulled up to the front doors of the Grayson’s Lumber offices. When they exited the Blazer, Jenny saw her brother shielding his eyes from the sun, looking skyward. She followed his gaze, but saw nothing.

“What’re you looking at?” The sky was completely empty. 

“I thought I saw something when we pulled up. It was much too large to be a bird. I don’t know. Maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me.” He studied the horizon one more time, then turned to her. “Do you have a weapon?”

Jenny patted her shoulder holster. “I have the Smith and Wesson Shield that Greg bought me, under his jacket.”

“I called in the cavalry, but backup is about thirty minutes out.” Jesse frowned. “I really don’t think we should wait.”

“Agreed. Greg may not have thirty minutes.”

“Good, let’s go.” Jesse headed for the all-too familiar front doors while Jenny took a long look at the black witch’s blade he had left between the seats. 

Once they entered the building, Jesse flicked on his flash light and the siblings drew their guns. Jenny shuddered as they started down the long creepy main hall. Office doors sat ajar to their sides. “Why do I feel like we just stepped into a horror movie?”

Jesse looked at his frightened sister. “Remember, Jenny. This woman is a serial killer. We can’t show any hesitation or she’ll kill us.”

“She has Greg. I’ll do what I have to do, Jesse.” She may have been afraid, but her face was tight with determination. 

When they reached the end of the hall, they saw two windowless swinging double doors. Jesse observed the metal sign that read “Hard Hats Required Beyond This Point”  with the big red penis spray painted over it. 

“Once we pass through these doors, there’s a very large milling room. We’ll cautiously cross the room diagonally to the opposite side, where you’ll see some doors. We’re going to go into the hallway that says gym. Her lair is in that room. But, once we pass through these doors, she could be waiting for us anywhere.”

“Oka—” A noise sounded from the office to their immediate left. It had been a clear and concise bang. 

Jesse and Jenny stood frozen, staring at each other, both wondering if they had heard an animal, or the wind. The same bang sounded again, removing their doubt. Jesse signaled that he was going in to the right and she was to go in to the left. 

The siblings raised their weapons and rushed into the room. It looked to be an accountants, or billing office, as there were old adding machines and a cash register on a counter. They could see a small dark hall running off the back of the room, leading to a large metal door that was propped open with a board. 

The room beyond the metal door had odd ambient light in it. Jesse took a step forward, the beam of his flashlight falling upon a wall sign that read “Money Room.”

“Aaaaah.” A guttural groan came from the room.

“Greg!” Jenny pushed past her brother and ran for the money room. 

“Jenny, wait!” But his warning was wasted, she was already passing into the room. 

“Shit.” Jesse took off after her. When he entered the money room, he immediately noticed there was a large hole in the ceiling about the size of a car. Standing in the center of the natural light was his sister, staring towards a dark corner. There appeared to be something very black at the top near the ceiling. 

“There’s something very bad in this room, Jesse,” his sister whispered, nearly in tears. 

He could feel it too. Dark, heavy, and sinister. Similar to when they faced Morgan and his wolves beside the river a few years back. It was evil. He slowly started to raise his 9MM up towards the corner darkness, when it came.  

With a loud screech, a black form launched from the ceiling corner and flew straight at him. He heard the loud discharge of Jenny’s gun, followed by two more that he realized came from his own weapon. He saw Jenny knocked aside then the figure flew past him at an incredible speed, raking claws down his back. 

“Augh!” Jesse fell to a knee as the entity flew out the opened door, knocking the board asunder. The metal vault door slammed shut. 

Jenny slowly got up and came over to Jesse. “I think that thing took my gun.”

“My back.” The claw marks were burning. 

Jenny tended to Jesse as best as she could. Luckily the five rip marks weren’t too deep. They tried the metal door, but it was locked tight. A quick study of the hole in the ceiling revealed that it was much too high. 

She could see that Jesse’s lips were pursed and his face was tight. He looked shaken. “What’s wrong?”

“Besides the fact that I’m injured, and we’re locked inside of some kind of money vault, plus I think we’re dealing with something much worse than a serial killer? Other than that, all good.” He flicked off his flashlight. “We should save this for when it gets dark.”

“We can’t just give up. Greg’s still out there. This room has to have a vent or someth.ing. Let’s look for it.” Jenny grabbed the flashlight from his hand and flicked it back on, before starting to make her way around the room, studying the walls. 

Jesse didn’t have the heart to tell her to shut it off. He didn’t have the heart to tell her they should really save it for when darkness came. He didn’t have the heart to tell her that thing was going to come back when they couldn’t see, and he definitely didn’t have the heart to tell her his flashlight beam had flashed across its face, revealing a statue-like screeching face of feminine horror.