The Hunt

The Hunt  (18+) A contest entry for "Screams" January 2017 #2107333 by Chris Breva

667 words

The young man was desperate. He had heard that the old woman had drugs in this place and he needed some badly. He was trashing her house as she sat bound to a chair. He had considered gagging her but knew doing so would defeat his purpose. The old woman kept giving him clues. "You're cold," she would say, letting him know he wasn't even close.

He almost felt like an animal being trained. If he got close she would reward him and if he was way off base she would warn him. She was shaping his behavior. "Enough of the games old woman," he said. "I know you have drugs here and I want some. If you don't give them to me I'll steal your whole stash when I find them."

You're getting warmer," she taunted as he moved from one side of the room toward the other. He figured that she was hinting that her stash was in the other room since he was close to the door.

"Go figure," he said to himself, "the old broad is pushing eighty and she's a drug dealer!"

"You're a little warmer now," the old woman said. "But you still aren't going to find my stash. I'll make you a deal though. If you turn me loose and let me have my way with you, I'll not only give you what you want, but I'll keep you from being a total loser in the end. If you choose to continue on this path however, I warn you there will be dire consequences!"

Now he was really mad! Not only was this old broad withholding the drugs he needed but she was also trying to have sex with him! Why she was old enough to be his grandmother's grandmother! How dare her believe he would want anything to do with her. Why the very thought disgusted him.

"What do you say Jimmy," she asked. "Want to show an old woman a good time? You know, there may be snow on the mountain but there's still fire in the furnace!"

How did the old lady know his name? Jimmy knew he had never told her his name and he was certain she'd never seen him before. Perhaps she knew him from the neighborhood. After all they lived in the same part of town. Yes, that had to be it! Jimmy searched all through the kitchen cabinets. "You're nowhere near what you have coming," the old lady said.

"Well then why don't you help me you old witch," he replied, "and tell me where you hid it."

"Oh no," she responded. "It's against the rules for me to help you find it. Those who get what I have in store for them must earn it and go to it willingly!"

Jimmy was really getting upset now. He was very dope sick and needed to find where she hid her stash. He began searching her bedroom. "You're getting warmer," she said. "In fact you're actually getting hot!"

"Finally," Jimmy thought. "If I'm getting hot the dope must be in this room."

He noticed a door to his left and decided to check it out. "You're getting hotter," the old lady said as he began to open the door.

He opened the door and found that it led to a tunnel through the house. "It would be like a drug dealer to have a hidden room in their house," he thought.

He stepped inside and began walking through the tunnel. The door behind him abruptly closed. He followed the tunnel for some distance and looked back. Strange, he had walked a good ways and yet the door was right behind him. He realized then that the walls were closing in on him. He tried to resist but it was futile. The floor opened beneath him and he found himself looking straight into hell. The walls pushed and he began plunging into the fire. "Now you're getting hot he heard the old woman say.