Lost Glory – a hole in someone’s past [Part 1]

Posted: April 20, 2012 by Nitesh in Nitesh
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Because someone actually challenged me to write a horror story ! 😛

I’ve gone one better – this is a thriller !
So yeah, do bear with me please 🙂


Jacob knew that the only way to get around it was to drive straight into it and not give a damn. After all, who in the world would suspect a 17-year old guy driving a bicycle of the crime that he had just committed? Sure, a lot of people would report that a young-ish blonde guy had been seen on the screen, but that description could quite easily be related to a hundred other teenagers in that small village of Casavania, a lot of whom would also have been present at that fair when he lighted the fire.

He reached home and flung the keys on the dining-table. His father would find them there when he returned home after performing his duties as Sheriff at the scene. Jacob walked into his bedroom and yanked up the loose plank off the floor. His bag was already packed, waiting for him to make a quick get away from there and enter a place where no mortal man had ever set foot.

He trudged down the stairs with a heavy heart. It’s not easy leaving behind a home where he had spent his entire life, the place he had lost his first tooth, won his first musical chairs. But he knew that it was the only way to finding redemption for what had happened to his mother, brutally killed 15 years ago in a case shrouded in mystery, and which the locals didn’t dare to talk about. But finally, after waiting his entire childhood in the same house by the lake, he trudged outside into the mist to follow up his latest lead, and wasn’t heard of again for the better part of a year…

Jacob’s dad, Adrian reached home that night exhausted. It had been a long day; what had looked like a pretty standard Annual parade at the funfair had turned into one of the biggest fires the town had ever seen. Fortunately, no one was hurt. Of course, Mrs. Flattherty had complained of chest burns and suffocation, but she seemed all right after the village doctor told her that she would need an injection. A couple of the younger lads had received 3rd degree fire burns trying to help evacuate the elderly, and young Nick Flanagas had broken his arm trying to pitch in by carrying a water bucket which was heavier than his old mum. Adrian smiled to himself; that young kid certainly had a lot of pluck, just like his father.

Expecting that Jacob would already have gone to bed, Adrian made himself a cup of tea and tried to reflect on the day’s proceedings. Some fool had strayed behind the Big Tent where the elephants usually sleep and tried to light a cigarette. It looked like he had dropped his lighter on the stack of hay used for the mammals’ food, and had high-tailed it out of there when he realized that he couldn’t control the ensuing blaze. Thank heavens that the army guys had come over for a night out; without their help and muscle, the damage could have been a lot more.

Adrian sighed and put his feet up on his table. It was going to be a long day tomorrow, what with the press conference and then having to write out a proper report for the Superintendent. The fire was going to be plastered on the front page of every newspaper in the district by dawn tomorrow morning, and the Superintendent didn’t take lightly of being shown up as an incompetent in his own jurisdiction.

Stubbing out his cigarette, Adrian decided to call it a day. His body wasn’t what it once used to be, when he used to stay up all night texting Jacob’s mother. Isabelle wasn’t with them anymore, but he felt her presence in that house every single day, every single moment of his life. Too bad that she couldn’t be here to see how big her young lad had grown, and too bad that Jacob never really knew his mother.

He slowly walked up the stairs, stood outside Jacob’s door listening for a sound of his son. Hearing none, assuming that the boy had slept off, Adrian walked into his room next door and quickly changed. Then he crashed on the bed, and he dozed off before his head hit the pillow.


He didn’t know what had woken him up. Perhaps it was another one of those damned night owls who had thought it a good idea to sit on top of the chimney and hoot to all hell. But Adrian couldn’t hear anything right now, so he decided to let the infernal bird live another day, and went back to sleep.


The morning came, and with it came a severe headache. Perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to try that new herbal tea last night after all, it would have been safer to stick to his good old teapot with its good old tea leaves. But whatever, nothing he could do about it, except pop in an Aspirin and hope it will wear off before he reached the police station.

The breakfast wasn’t ready on the table for him, which was rather an oddity. Jacob always laid out a bowl of cereal for him before cycling off to college. But seeing as his bicycle wasn’t leaning out there by the garage, Adrian could only assume that he was late and had to go off in a hurry.Adrian wasn’t bothered; he just got the cereal himself and read the morning’s newspapers’ take on last night’s events. He sent a txt to his son’s phone to reply when he could to make sure he was safe, and didn’t think anymore over it. It didn’t strike him to check his son’s room at that time…


That night, when his son still hadn’t checked in, Adrian started to feel worried. Jacob was a responsible boy, he never stayed out of touch so long. The moment Adrian reached home, he ran upstairs and flung open the door to his son’s room. His eyes veered to the wall above the bed’s head, and so Adrian lost his footing, tears escaping the sanctity of his eyes.

On the wall, it was written in red – “It has been claimed”. Not only was it so horrifying, it was disturbingly close to the exact scenario of Isabelle’s death….


Read Part 2 here

Read Part 3 here

Read Part 4 here



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  1. Trinity says:

    Simply amazing 🙂

  2. Vibhor Verma says:

    this is by far the best of all your articles! 🙂

  3. Arjun Kumar says:

    BETTER THAN ANNABELL !!! sorry just had 2 say it 😛 … this guy can romance and thrill us up !! 😉

  4. i just have one word…..STUPENDOUS

  5. Arpit says:

    Totally agreed with arjun …………. 😀 😀 awesome thrilling story 🙂

  6. Kirti says:

    awesome 😀

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