Our church worships at the altar of the Unholy Trinity. Its gospels are delivered as a trio of dark drabbles, linked so that Three become One. All hail the power of the Three.
When we entered the lower chamber that’s when we saw the paintings. We were awestruck by the almost realistic depictions of animals and humans. There was hunting scenes followed by battle scenes.
The more we studied, the battle scenes looked more like raiding parties. As we probed deeper, we saw the capturing of prisoners. We all gasped in horror at the imagery depicting the killing and eating of captives followed by celebrations.
“This cave must’ve been home to a cannibal tribe.” I Mused.
A harsh voice from behind barked, “YEAH, AND IT STILL IS!”
We all turn around and scream.
The Cooper Party
A group of friends went exploring in Cooper’s Cave which was named after a group led by Professor Cooper that mysteriously vanished.
After entering the cave, they discovered a subterranean world of wonders of stalactites, stalagmites and columns.
After going into an almost endless tunnel, they stumbled upon a huge cavernous room. They heard the screeching of bats and looked up.
Suspended from the ceiling along with the bats was the lost Cooper Party.
“Professor Cooper?!” asked the leader. He was answered by the ravenous look of the professor and his group as they lunged down on the hapless explorers.
“Damn!” Greg hopelessly searched in the cave trying to locate the opening where he entered to no avail. Just when he was about to give up hope, a light fell on him. It was a fellow caver who was beckoning him. Relieved, Greg followed his rescuer.
Greg had a difficult time keeping up through the endless passageways and sudden turns until he was back in the cave alone except for a figure huddled against a wall.
Greg cast his Carbide lamp on the figure only to discover that it was the frozen, encrusted remains of himself.
His light goes out.
Hello. My name is Cassandra Vaillancourt. I am a Trans Woman who is making a transition from artist to writer. I work as a humble retail worker. I’m new to The Horror Tree with my first short story “The War Wreck” and the drabble, “Black Gold“. This is my first unholy trinity. My goal is to become more accomplished in the horror genre with hopefully a couple of books published in the future. I am on Facebook and Twitter.