Something is crawling into Cresy’s bedroom each night… something not human.
The Thing was here, in her room again, shuffling softly by her bed. She could hear it, and it made her afraid. And more than anything, the fear made her angry.
I am the Hangman’s daughter, in her mind, her voice echoed from the walls. I am strong. I am not afraid of you!
After what seemed like an eternity, Cresy sat bolt upright in her bed, and the sounds of the city came back to her. But this time, this time she saw it. A black shadow by her window, curved, hunched over. It was built like a therian — small, like a child, but with long arms and huge hands, hands built for strangling. Its eyes glowed, featureless yellow orbs. And in the light from those eyes, she could see its face, and she could see that it had no lips. Just skin, stretched across its jaws, as it tried to scream, and couldn’t.
Chris Braak is a novelist and playwright from Philadelphia. His first novel is The Translated Man.
“The Hangman’s Daughter” appears in Black Gate 14, coming in February. You can read an excerpt here.
The complete Black Gate 14 Sneak Peek is available here.
Art by John Kaufmann.