Craig Johnson had two best friends, two caring parents, a hot girlfriend, and a nice truck--not bad for a twenty-year-old. A decent life, until he began hearing voices in his bedroom late at night. Then a bright blue light manifests from within his closet. And he is drawn to it, mystified by its beauty.
He walks through the light ... and into a world of darkness and emptiness, where he learns of a fabled Shadow God, an entity that wants him dead.
Murders spring up in the neighborhood, and the local detective is quick to put the blame on Craig and his friends.
Through Craig''s sinister encounters with the Shadow God and his constant run in with the law, he discovers he is part of something great--a reincarnation maybe--that takes him back to the first murder of the world.
This is Aaron Rayburn's first attempt into the world of Dark Fiction. He says there will be more to look forward to from him in the future. He's calling out to all movie producers to get this fantastical story in front of millions across the world. Mr. Rayburn resides somewhere along the Ohio River where he is at work on his second novel.
The three boys stood silent, listening to the crickets, the cicadas, the occasional hoot of an owl and the soft purring of the wind.
"What am I listening for?" said Craig.
The three of them were silent. Once their suspicions were raised, there came a soft growl not far from where they stood. The crickets instantly shut off their nightly song.
There was a shuffle of leaves, then another short period of the ominous soft growling.
"What is it?" whispered Craig. "A coyote?"
"It''s close to us," whispered Mark, ignoring Craig.
"Oh, God!" rasped Todd, quivering behind Mark''s back.
"Then let''s get out of here," said Craig.
"We can''t move," said Mark. "If we do, it''ll attack."
Todd pursed his lips exhilaratingly. "I can''t stand this anymore. Let''s just get out of here!"
"It might be just a bobcat," said Craig. "I''ve heard they''re back in the area."
Mark shook his head. "No, it''s not. It''s definitely something from the Dark World. I can feel it.
"Would you shut up!" cried Todd. "Nothing from the Dark World is in our world. It''s impossible!"
Mark looked down at Todd''s face. "Is it?" he asked. "We were there and we came back."
"Remember how my dad said the Shadow God was probably trapped in the Dark World?" Craig said. "That probably goes for any of the creatures there as well."
"Probably," Mark stressed. "Which means not a hundred percent true."
The growling rumbled louder -- thicker several yards away.