A group of young adults are being systematically attacked while hiking in the woods of eastern Canada. But more intriguing even than the horror of the attacks is what is attacking them... Horrid 'alien' monsters threaten to kill them all unless they can reach the safety of a log cabin owned by one of the teens.
But there is more here than first meets the eye...
And as the body-count escalates, it becomes worth considering whether monsters can be... human as well as 'alien'.
One of the most baffling multiple-murder mysteries yet – The Pact is a murder-thriller with a difference. And while the plot centres around a group of late-teens hiking in the woods of Nova Scotia (Canada), it is not your usual teen-slasher outing. It would seem that aliens are attacking the hikers, sometimes mauling and sometimes killing. Just as frightening, questions arise as to whether one of the group might actually be almost as dangerous as the monsters... An open mind is required here – or else the potential victims and the reader may miss the hints...
All is not what it seems.
The Pact is a killer-thriller, set in the wonderful scenery of eastern Canada (Nova Scotia), and while it is loaded with thrills and spills, death and mayhem, twists and plenty of suspense, it also carries a deeper, hidden message about matters that affect us in our time. This tale is partly allegoric, and therefore poses a timely warning to us all... The Pact also offers a look into the Christian message, as portrayed by various characters within the story, and allows the reader to consider the power and grace of God, even in horrible, life-threatening situations.
Why are the teens dying in such horrible, terrifying ways? And who or what is behind it
all? As their numbers dwindle, you’ll be left wondering who, if any,
will survive? The Pact is loaded with humour, and offers clear, concise and sometimes surprising descriptive content for your enjoyment and... pondering.
Now, please enjoy!
Perhaps there were worse things than bloodthirsty bears… Perhaps far worse than a bloodthirsty bear might be a bloodthirsty alien...
What horrendous things would an alien do to a young woman?
Then… she suddenly saw a dreadful… monster…, its multiple, long talons reaching out to take her – to invade her… injecting her with a paralyzing venom… and she could still feel everything – every crawling tentacle and probing feeler…
She winced as she felt the… monster then split her from top to bottom with an unseen and completely painless weapon, head and all, leaving only her spine intact. The awful creature then forced tentacles deep inside the vertical slit it had just made. It seperated ???? so that her body opened up wide in two vertical halves that hinged perfectly upon her un-severed spine…
She felt her stomach tighten and heave, and was then aware of all her inner parts slipping deftly from her body to fall with a noisy wet splat upon the soft grass…
They gave him no warning… the thing had him by the throat in the first few seconds.
Two dark, black monsters. Monsters with awful teeth. And a mission to kill.
They came from nowhere, made little or no sound sneaking up on him, and showed him absolutely no mercy. In the agony of body and mind, he had time to see their dirty stained teeth, and even smell the filth of their excited breaths as they tore him apart.
One tore open his throat, silencing him… immobilized its prey. After that it allowed the other monster to tear away at his flailing body…
The remaining monster… tossed its head back and forth over his belly… sharp like steel, and dripping with blood… as he realized that he was cradling a considerable amount of his intestines...
And was that his liver?
So nice, she thought. Such... comfort. Even the touch against her skin... Against her throat... And the immaculate, indescribable pleasure of the body that came to rest over hers... Strangely and indescribably intimate... the dark monster… began to apply pressure to her slender, sweat-dampened throat… driven by a deep, animal instinct that she could actually feel emanating as he had his undisputed way with her.
He was dark, masculine and incredibly strong, bent on the mission he was inherently bound to perform, and she was so weak and vulnerable that she actually welcomed his fervent, dominating grip…
Comfort washed over her, the grace of God enveloping her completely, and she felt not a trace of pain. And of far more comfort in her dying moments, ??? knew for certain that God was taking her and would hold and love her forever, her soul already saved by her simple belief that Jesus would protect and claim her in death…
For now the prowling beast was satisfied. But even he understood; that would never last.
Tingling excitement over the thrill of his kill told the wild beast that his desire for more life and more blood would not need to remain repressed for much longer. Indeed, such a desire could not be repressed any longer! Skulking about in the shadows would soon no longer be necessary.
Permission had been given to come out of the darkness…
When the beasts attacked, they came with speed… They were vicious, fast and utterly bent on a coordinated goal.
As if under some unseen, controlling direction… they raced toward their prize, teeth half-bared, their gaping mouths snorting dog-like snarls as they tore across the open ground for all to see.
Clearly there would be no more hiding from their prey.
???’s face was intense with terror, pain and anguish.
“Don’t you let those filthy things get me…”
??? gave a short, shrill grunt… was actually propelled a full hand span upon the grass…
And then came a sputter – a sort of uh – from deep down inside… Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! …??? gave a long, low gurgle in protest… gurgled snorting… thrusting her head back several times...
“And you’re just gonna complain right to the end,” he added… with flippant sarcasm.
??? grinned as he released and adjusted his grip on the handle of his knife… The blade… was entirely hidden from view, buried on an upward angle inside ???’s chest, which had gone from heaving a moment before the blade’s intrusion, to small, rapid spasms accentuated by almost incessant trembling.
“You might be hot, ???, but you’re just no fun anymore!”
With that he ran hard at the… girl, his spear held level and gripped firmly with both hands. And with a loud, victorious shout he ran ??? right through the centre of her chest with it.
And unlike the aliens’ armour, his spear didn’t glance off this time.
… it was only when the eerie visitor finally raised his head, that ??? slowly began to understand. … unhurried as if he was actually enjoying finally being able to reveal himself to the terrified, traumatised teens… moved... so as to fully reveal his face for all to see.
Each of the teens made their own individual and fitting gasps and sounds of shock and surprise.
And of the beginning of understanding.
“See,” he boasted. “Told you. I’m like, totally trustworthy…”
With that he… tilted the knife upward and gave it a hard upward thrust so that it slipped deep into the softness just below and beside ???’s sternum…
For a time he remained still and steady, simply watching, relishing the show, elated that ??? did not, or rather could not scream…
Their eyes met, and neither moved for some time as ???’s lower lip quivered.
“No,” ??? whispered, weakening by the second. “But it’s… over… No more… monsters… Oh, God… save me… Don’t kill… our friends…”
Yet now, clearly, God had used her small witness to her friends to lead most, if not all to Himself before they died. Perhaps not His desired plan for the group, ??? knew, but His ability to save the souls of her friends, even despite her own disputable presence on the hiking trip, served only to show how fully God was in control of the situation.
Now, if she could just hold it together and see her prayers answered one more time…
She had no control at all.
But God did.
God was clearly in control. She just hadn’t seen it, until now.
And He loved her. Completely. Absolutely.