Chapter One: Death

Chapter One: Death

A Chapter by The old me

I’m dead. Simply put I was killed when the world went to s**t. The end of the world started off slowly. A couple of diseases spread and killed a few thousands. It was truly terrible but our greatest scientists fixed them. Many thought the government spread them to population control the growing number of immigrants. But the government of course denied all involvement but whatever, that was just the first step of downfall. Then the weather had some destructive changes, five major hurricanes hit all around the United States. The whole east and southern coast was in disarray. The government stepped in to help solve that problem too.  In other states, the murder rate, especially strange crimes, grew to all new highs. I personally saw a lot of it on the mean streets of Chicago.

My name was Colt Brown.  I grew up in small town outside of Chicago. It was a very religious town where my parents were very strict on me. It was like that till one day my father, a preacher, killed my mother just because. No one ever knew why, it seemed he loved her dearly. He disappeared after that. I was shipped to my uncle’s in Chicago and I was raised there under way more freedom. Soon after high school I went to the police academy. I married my high school sweetheart, a beautiful doll of a woman named, Lauren. Now about nine years later, I’m in my second year of being a detective at the 15th precinct. But Lauren could never deal with my long hours. So she left me, but didn’t leave me alone. She left me, my beautiful daughter, Lilly. We shared Lilly but I know I was her favorite. She was eight when I was killed. I miss her so much. The day I died, I was supposes to pick her up from her mother’s. It was a terrible world when I left.

 Well let me show and tell you the year before I died. The first case for me that showed that the world was going to hell was about one year before I died. It was my first case where I was the lead. What a hell of a first case. I and my partner, Chip Rogers, got to the scene. We found something that would change the course of the rest of my life. We walk in to find a body that was eaten. Really it was only an outline of a body and there were only bones left when we found it. A little human flesh was still on the bones. We were dumbfounded on how a wildlife animal could get into a suburb apartment. There was sign of a break in but that was it. We had no leads, no ideas on what happened at first. A week later, we found another one. And the week after that, and so on and so on. We found a total of fourteen eaten bodies. On number fourteen, we caught a break. A camera picked a guy leaving the place. The strange part was the guy on the tape had glowing eyes. That’s when it sank in for me.

Could it really be one? No way, they aren’t really. I was a huge supernatural and paranormal reader and I remember what thing had glowing eyes. Ghouls.

It's really hard to say where the ghoul lore originated from. Islamic folklore and Arabian folklore talk about it. Ghouls are believed to be a type of demon which feeds and gets its superhuman strength by eating the inners of the human bodies. The human can be living or dead when feeding occurs. Ghouls normally dwell in burial grounds or desert places. But they have been known to travel around to find whatever food they could. The key to their survival is their ability to shape shift.  They can assume the disguise of an animal or their human victim. With this, it’s easier to slay and devour other humans. But the weird part was normally they don’t eat live humans.



© 2011 The old me


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I noticed a couple places where you switched tenses--everything else was in the past tense except for these sentences: "Now about nine years later, I’m in my second year of being a detective at the 15th precinct." "I was a huge supernatural and paranormal reader and I remember what thing had glowing eyes."

Otherwise, this idea sounds like death and gore and horror stuff, but it doesn't come through too strongly in the chapter. Where you're describing the ghouls' victims, it's kinda flat. Lots of passive verbs--had, was, etc. More active and disgusting verbs would help. There are a lot of passive verbs throughout the story, but I'd focus on eliminating some of them in the ghoul part if possible, or just firming up the language.

I really liked the opening couple of paragraphs, though. Apart from the grammatical errors/typos, it's a good intro to Colt and from what we know of him, I like him. He seems like a pretty well-rounded character.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Amazing job. great vocab words.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Lovely (well, not the right word all things considered, but brilliant) idea, and a really unique one too. Can't wait for the rest :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow. This is really interesting! I like it :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


hum really good didnt know thta much of ghouls interesting

Posted 13 Years Ago


lol, when you said you were a detective with a doll of a wife i got flashed into a black and white detective movie :)....
so far so good! i'm reading a book right now, you might have heard of it, its called eragon, and it has creatures that eat people too! they are called the ra'zac.....
muwahahaha....creepy things eating people! i love it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


indeed, interesting. i'm a little bit confused on whether you, as a detective, is alive while investigating, or it is the 'dead you' that is investigating. nice finish though, and nice wrap-up: "I remember what thing had glowing eyes. ghouls." it also doesn't give too much information, but rather leaves the reader wanting more.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Interesting start to the story. I like how your giving us the end, and having us read to see how everything unfolds. Can't wait to read what happens next.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Hmmm. . Different, but I like it. Cant wait to read more!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Sounds interesting:)

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