Four friends go on holiday to Southern Drakensberg Mountain. They find more than what they bargained for when they discover an evil that not only tests their friendship but also forces them to fight for their lives. Detective Mitchell Banks is hard-pressed for unsolved missing person cases. When he crosses paths with a familiar young woman, he realises that in order to solve the disappearances, he must face the tragedy of his past because the answer lies at his doorstep.
View MoreIt was quiet and beautiful underneath the soft lights, gentle music playing as the wind howled outside, and the rain slowed to a mere drizzle. The Chef had preserved the surprise Margaret had promised. Few of the staff had been given extra days leave because the weather had been so bad.“Cheer up. It’s your favorite.” Margaret smiled. “I gave Chef specific instructions. Eat up.”“Thank you.” Hayley feigned a smile. “You know how much I love sautéed brain, especially clever brain. I don’t know how Chef managed to keep Mark’s brain fresh.”Margaret chuckled. “I have not lived this long to not learn some secrets along the way.”“Do you think that Sarah will find her way out of the cave?”“Are you worried that she will find us?” Margaret said, taking a sip of the thick red content
Joel and Sarah began to throw bowls of fire at the approaching beast, every bowl that hit its icy body, landed on the floor shattering into pieces.“It’s not working.” Sarah cried.“In the heart!” Hayley yelled as she joined them. “You’re wasting the fire.”“How the hell are we going to do that!?” Joel’s body tensed with every growing step, closer and closer. “I can’t just walk up to him and push one of these things in his heart.”“I have an idea,” Hayley said. “But, you have to do it, Joel. You have to trust me.”“Hayley,” Sarah wiped the tears from her eyes. “Are you going to be okay with this? It’s Harry, Carl…our father.”“No, Sarah.” Hayley grabbed Sarah’s hands in her own. “He is not human anymore. Margaret lied to m
“I tried to find you,” Carl said, weaving his fingers through Sarah’s hair. “Your hair. Your eyes are every bit as beautiful as I remember. I hope our daughter looks like you, my love.”“Don’t touch her!” Joel warned, feeling helpless watching this rotten half-man, ice creature caress Sarah’s face. He was nauseated.“Carl,” Margaret said. Her voice was sweet and gentle. “Isn’t she beautiful?”“Olivia, my Olivia.” Carl lowered his hand, a pained expression swept over this usually happy face. “You turned me away, just like that.” He clicked his fingers. Sarah felt a tremor through her body as she made eye contact. The legends were true, within this icy creature lived a man with a heart of madness. Her body trembling, she slowly began to back away.“What are you doing?&
Sarah's body slowly became limp, sweating, her breathing labored as she moaned in pain."Stay with me, Sarah." He licked his dry chapped lips. "You're hyperventilating. Slow deep breaths."Feeling weak Joel struggled against her limp body. The icicle burned his hand but he was determined to not let it go. The tunnel grew wider and bigger, small bowls of fire burned within the ledges of the rocky wall. Joel almost dropped Sarah as he fell to the ground.Eyes barely open, she said. "Where are we?""I don’t know but it looks ancient." Joel's eyes darted around following meticulous carvings along the wall. "I've never seen anything like it."The bowls of fire lit up a descending passageway to smooth pillars creating an archway.“I can stand, Joel,” Sarah said breathing slowly as he began to lift her. “I am feeling better now.”Leaning against him, Sarah felt at ease welcoming the
The cave had a pungent smell of rotten water, a gentle sound of dripping echoed faintly. Hands entwined Joel and Sarah carefully crept forward down the dark narrow tunnel as Harry instructed.“I’m scared, Joel,” Sarah said. “My entire life has been a lie and I don’t know what I am. They said-”“Who cares what they said, Sarah.”Sarah said quietly. “I - I wanted to eat more! Even after I knew, I knew it was Mark.” Tears streamed down her cheeks. “I couldn’t control myself. I am a monster.”“No! You are not a monster; you are the kindest person I have ever known. What they did to you was unspeakable. When we get out of here, I will make sure the world knows what they are.”Joel sighed. “I love you, Sarah, and I always will.”“Let’s not do this now.” She said, with a pained expression.Joel nodded. “Ok
"Here they are!" Boomed a loud voice followed by hurried footsteps. Sarah and Joel gasped as they woke and stared into the face of Harry. His workers were not far behind him."I knew I'd find you here." He laughed. Bending down, leaning forward, hands resting on his thighs he said, "Why, you leaving so soon?"“Come along now.” Harry beckoned with his hand, “Before the weather gets worse. You don’t expect me to come to get you now, do you?”Joel and Sarah came from under the ledge and Harry offered them jackets. “You shouldn’t have left the barn. Running around in this weather is not good for you. Don’t know what you were thinking.”“Please just let us go, Harry,” Sarah begged. “You don’t need to do this.”“I can’t do that, I’m sorry. You’re a decent group of people and Margaret wants you. She really likes you, hasn’t been this excited i
With a loud groan, Joel opened his eyes, head throbbing.His hands were bound by thick rope.The ground was cold and felt hard like smooth concrete, tastinglike dirt and grass. The air was dry and dusty with a strong earthy smell. Not too far away he saw Sarah sitting quietly leaning against one of the hay stalls.“Sarah?"Joel blinked trying to make out the room in the darkness. “This is the hay barn. I remember when Harry took me around to see the incinerator.”“How long have we been here?” Joel asked as he pulled himself up from the ground, wrigglingaround to getcloser to her. Sarah shrugged. “I’m not sure but it feels like we have been here for hours. You have been sleeping for a long time.”“What happened? The last I remember was Margaret and Hayley.” He frowned. “There was something weird going on.&rdquo
Overnight the snow gently dusted the mountains, a mass of white against the thick heavy mist. Gusts of wind whipped the trees below, pushing dust and bits of litter and scraps around the streets. Heavy rainfall slammed against the foothills and flooded the streets. Dressed in thick coats people were drenched, umbrellas floated into the air twisting and turning as the wind howled.Despite the weather, Ray sped off to the police station. He didn’t care the road was slippery and muddy. All he thought about was whether or not the disappearances over the last two decades were connected or not, he had enough information to request a search warrant for Silver Springs Farm.Over the course of the night without sleep, he repeatedly called the Farm but there was no answer. Neither Joel nor Sarah answered their phones. Hayley’s phone was still at the precinct, according to Kyle she had either changed sim cards or had two phones because the number he had for her was ou
Staring at the one person she cherished and trusted in the world, Sarah was crushed, her world, shattering before her eyes. Joel was wheezing as he lay on the floor.“Joel?” Sarah shuddered, her eyes burned and left a salty trail down her pale face. “I don't believe all this is happening.”“That piece of shit just wanted your pants!” Hayley shouted. She jumped from her chair, a knife clenched in her hand, holding the point to Sarah’s throat. “It's because of you they said I couldn't have the baby, his father didn't want a scandal." “Relax,” Margaret said sternly, "Sit down or you’ll hurt yourself."Hayley sighed and putthe knife away. "Heloves you, wantsyou." Her voice trailed to awhisper as she sat down."I tried, but not me." Her face suddenly looked distant,"Even father. He didn’t
The windscreen wipers squealed as they cleared away the rain pelting against the windshield in frantic synchronisation. The unexpected change in weather was disheartening. Arnold squinted against the bright lights that shone from the oncoming vehicles headed in the opposite direction. Thunder rumbled in the distance as the dark grey clouds gathered and the sky darkened streaked with silver as lightning flashed across the sky, sudden sparks lit up the sky and fell to the earth with a deafening crack. “We should turn back,” Arnold said, battling at the steering wheel. The front tyres had thinned out and he had not been able to replace them yet. The road was slippery; too slippery for his liking, and his foot was steady on the brake pedal. He knew the trip was a bad idea but he couldn't say no. That was his problem he couldn't say no - at least not to her - the most beautiful woman that he had ever met and loved her dearly. Olivia glanced over her shoulder and s
The Ice Cannibal by Dayle Dunca is a psychological thriller. Sarah lost her parents, Arnold and Olivia, while on a trip. She cannot remember how it happened. Sixteen years later, together with her friends, she goes to the Southern Drakensburg Mountain area. The group is anticipating a fun holiday. But the fun never came, as disaster strikes them. Cannibals are on their tails. Can the group of friends make it out alive? Or are they doomed to be the next dish served on a plate?
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