Thread: Eldritch Eclipse ( Casketslinger & SweetMarie)

Trisha saw the look Jess had given her when she'd hugged Dean and gave a small bitchy smile in return. She saw the jealousy and thought it was funny, after years of being in an open relationship with Jerry she could almost not even comprehend that particular feeling anymore. What's he doing? Jerry asked and pointed down toward the Mercedes which had stopped a quarter mile down the dirt road and was only sitting there idling. Meh who knows, maybe he had his window down and the wind caused some of his paperwork to blow around the car, you know how organized lawyers like to be. HEY! I have an idea! I brought my antique camera with me, it's in the van. Let's all gather in front of that fountain so that the house is in the background and take a picture to commemorate this occasion. What do you say Jack? I noticed you don't have many pictures of you sister in your apartment, it might be nice. Trisha said and started off to the van's side door. Jack turned and looked at Jess holding onto Dean and it made his jealousy flair up again. Yeah I think it's a great idea, Don't you Jess? I can have a copy made and I'll send it to you! Jack said and started over toward the dilapidated fountain. Henry and Dean we'll stand in the back because we're the tallest. Trish after you get the tripod set up you can stand next to Jerry and Kerri and Jess can be down front cause you two are so short. Trisha got her old 1890 Marion View camera and wooden tripod from the van. Supposedly it was another one of her haunted collectibles, having been used as a police investigation camera in the early days of New York city, it had taken 1000's of pictures of dead people and when used by any of it's owners since then, it was said that it could predict the impending doom of some of the people photographed by it. The lady that sold it to her said that she would use it on her family reunions and noticed that occasionally it would produce pictures that had blacked out faces. She'd thought it was just the old machine malfunctioning at first but then started to notice that the recipients of the black smudges would soon there after unexpectedly die and usually quite horribly. She lost two grandsons and a nephew as well as her own elderly husband and could no longer in good conscious keep the thing. But Trish loved this sort of Macabre shit and had happy offered the woman a fair price for it. Trish had tried it out taking several sets of photos over the years but never once seen the notorious black smudges so she'd just chalked it up to an old woman's superstition and that was all. Trish set up the camera and put her head underneath the curtain the relic had attached to the viewfinder. She took her time and made sure it was in perfect focus, carefully using her hands to wave at the group of people gathered in front of her to make sure everyone was in the shot. Once she'd finished she pulled her head out and took the antiquated timer mechanism and set it for 30 seconds. Overly long but it was better to be safe than sorry with this old timer because it wasn't very accurate anymore. She hustled over and stood next to Jerry, wrapping her arm around his portly midsection and throwing a big smile on her pretty face. Everybody smile and say cheese, try to hold it the timer doesn't work great! She said. Jack looked down at Kerri and Jess standing in front and couldn't help but take a peek down at his sister's cleavage and think of how fucking hot she was. Hey Jess why don't you come stand between me and Dean, I want us to be close in the photo. Jack said and reached over and pulled her over between the two. He could see Dean was aggravated by him pulling Jess but honestly didn't care. Dean reached around Jess and put his arm around her shorter shoulders and pulling her tight to him. But that didn't stop Jack from reaching around Jess' lower back and holding her, his fingers pulling tight against her thick hip and even slipping just the tips of them down into the waistband of her leather pants. 'Fuck you Deano!' He thought to silently himself. Everybody stop moving around and a talking, it's about to snap the picture any second! Trish said through the clenched teeth of her smile. Hey look the Lawyer's car is moving again and he looks like he's in a hurry. Jerry said in the same clenched teeth smile. Wait for it.... Trish whispered. Wait for it..... Jack and most the group were now not looking at the camera, they were looking past it as the shiny silver Mercedes picked up more and more speed. Dust from the dry dirt road was rolling up over the fenders as it pushed down the road at an alarming rate of speed. Damn this daredevil is coming in hot... Henry said as the car rounded the last bend in the road and the engine roared loud as the accelerator was pushed to its limit. When it got with in a hundred yards everyone's body started to tense as they saw the driver had no intention of stopping. Holy shit, fucking RUN! Kerri screamed and her nimble young body shot up from her kneeling position and B-lined it off to the left, so did Henry. Jerry and Trish bolted off to the right . Leaving Dean and Jack with Jess in the middle. Like something out of a cruel comedy they both grabbed Jess's arms and pulled in either direction which stopped all three's progress of escape as the car came straight at them. The big silver Mercedes side swiped the van but didn't alter its course, heading straight for the fountain and the three people. Jack heard someone say 'let go' but in the excitement couldn't tell who, not that it mattered, he wasn't letting go of his sister, not literally or figuratively. Jack reached down, and grabbed both strong arms around Jess' waist and lifted her up and wrenched her away from Dean just as the speeding car hit Trish's camera's tripod sending it up in the air. Dean smartly jumped away at the last second and landed squarely on top of Kerri shielding her. You have to give credit to German engineering because as the car hit the massive stone fountain at around 65mph it did far more damage to the fountain than the car. The impact was deafening and stone pieces and metal debris exploded and rained down in the immediate area. Jack held Jess tight against him shielding her from the falling debris and even now after just surviving a near death experience his mind was on how good it felt having Jess's big ass pressed firmly against his groin. The car's motor ran at full throttle for a few moments longer but the front wheels were wedged in to the fountain and so it had finished moving. Eventually the damaged crumpled front end of the car gave in and it finally died, after a moment or two of spitting and sputtering. Jack whispered down into his sister's ear, Jess.....Jessica? Jess are you alright? Seeing that she was just stunned and had no real damage other than the straps from her bra had given way when they came crashing to the ground he stood up and surveyed the situation. IS EVERYONE ALRIGHT? HANK? JERRY , Trisha? Everyone alright over there? He called out almost purposefully omitting Dean. HOLY FUCKING SHIT....WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM ASSHOLE? Henry's voice called out and Jack could assume he was all good. Jerry and Trish called back next, Yeah we are all right, scuffed knees but nothing a couple of pros like us can't handle! Kerri was laying underneath Dean and although she was shook up from almost dying she was quite happy to be in the position she was currently in with Dean's manly form hovering over her. Her dress had come up and she could feel the warmth from his crotch against her teenage pussy and she had to admit to herself that she liked it quite a lot. Dean looked down at her and when their eyes met she gave him a nervous smile and mouthed 'thank you' to him silently. Jack stood up and looked at the smashed car that was now sitting at a 45 degree angle wedged in the brick work of the decimated former fountain. Steam was rolling up from the under carriage from the stagnate water that the fountain had held before the collision, now pouring out and hitting the hot exhaust of the car. Jack made his way in and tried opened the door, he couldn't see in side because the windows were tinted. Mr. Vincent? Mr. Vincent can you hear me? Are you all right? Jack called in as he pried on the door but to no avail the front fender was crumpled in and that was pinning the door closed. Someone call 911! He called out and then bent down and picked up a massive piece of stone from the destroyed fountain. Mr. Vincent if you can hear me I want you to shield your face, I am gonna smash the window! Jack called at the car and then reeled back and brought a sharp point of the big stone down into the window as hard as he could. To his surprise it didn't break and the recoil sent him stumbling backwards briefly. holly shit' he said to himself and then redoubled his efforts, this time holding the stone with both hands and really smashing the shit out of it. The glass finally gave way and Jack almost let the momentum of the heavy stone carry through, which might have hurt the already injured man worse, but he was able to stop it last second. My fucking phone is dead.....It ain't doing shit man....the screen says I got battery and signal but the call ain't going through! Maybe I landed on it or something! Hank called over. I'll try mine! Both Kerri and Trisha called back in unison. Jack climbed up on the crumbled stone fountain base and peered inside the smoke filled passenger compartment of the car. At first he didn't see any thing but an air bag filling most of the space and a seatbelt strap that disappeared behind it. He reached up and grabbed the seat belt and gave it a tug and with it came something that scared the shit out of him. The airbag rapidly deflated and exposed an older man dressed in a blood splattered suit. But his face was dark purple and his tongue was sticking out or what was left of it. It was bit off and the dark red stump left was sticking out through his lips like a gory cigar. The man's eyes were bulging out of their sockets to the point that they were barely still in his head. The pupils were dilated and fixed and Jack realized quickly he was holding a dead man! Jack let out a scream and reeled backwards, stumbling and falling back into the dirt a few feet below him. His fingers clawed the dirt as he tried to get away from the horrifying scene. My phone is acting the same way! kerri said. Mine too Trish put in. Jesus Jack are OK? Henry asked seeing his friend laying the dirt and with the facial expression of someone one who'd just seen something terrifying. Henry turned and saw what was inside the car. Oh my god! Jess, did I hear Jack say you were a nurse? You'd better come look at this!