The Chessmen

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After his wife Deena was attacked by a vampire, Pastor Isaiah Tiller sets his old life aside to become a hunter of the very thing which took his wife from him. Isaiah threw himself into his physical, mental, and spiritual training and then when he was ready, Isaiah slowly began his exploration into the dark underworld which destroyed his life. Soon, his investigation would bring him face to face with his own failure from the past which had haunted him for years: his deceased wife and the vampire which turned her.

A small sample of the adventure ahead:

A Calvert County Sheriff’s car pulled up in the driveway to an exclusive bed and breakfast on the shore of Chesapeake Bay as the rays of the sun’s first morning light shone down. The sheriff officer was talking on his cell phone as he exited the patrol car.

“Trish, sorry I’m running late, and yes, this will be my last stop.” There was a moment of silence and then the sheriff officer replied as he stopped at the front door of the bed and breakfast. “Yes . . . I promise . . . my last stop.” He sighed as he hung up his cell phone and knocked on the front door. The door slowly opened with a quiet squeak from the force of his knock.

“Hello?” he tentatively called out. “This is Officer Reynolds of the Calvert Country Sheriff Department. Is anyone home?” Officer Reynolds unsnapped his Glock 37 but left it in his holster. He slowly entered the house with his right hand on his pistol ready for action. “Hello?” he called out again as he passed into the main hallway of the house. “We had a complaint about the noise.” A few more moments of silence passed as he made his way back to the main living area.

“Heeeelllllllooooo, is anyone here . . .?” Officer Reynolds’ voice trailed off and his eyes grew wide in shock as the scene in the spacious living room unfolded in front of him. Everything in the room was streaked with blood: the chairs, the floor, the sofa, and the bookcases. The blood-splashed flat screen TV on the wall was still playing. Body parts were tossed about the room as if a giant whirlwind ripped multiple people apart. Bile instantly hit the roof of Officer Reynolds’ mouth as his stomach churned at the gruesome sight. Forcing down the need to vomit, he slowly started backing out of the house, when he heard a long deep grow.

Officer Reynolds peered over the open bar to the kitchen and what he saw there would stay with him the rest of his life; a crouched figure leaned over a dead body and with a sickening sound lifted its head back as it tore a chunk of the person’s neck off. The creature stared at Officer Reynolds as flesh dangled from the creature’s oversized mouth. The terrorized officer yelled and bolted for the front door. He ran out into the morning light and slammed hard into the side of his car. Quickly turning with his Glock drawn back to where he thought the creature was, he opened fire in fear for his very life. The bullets impacted on the front door and it swung inward again; but the creature was nowhere to be seen. The look of sheer terror never left Reynolds’ eyes as he stared motionless back at the house.