Horror Movie Short Fiction
It was raining and thunder ripped through the sky. Margie curled up on her couch to half-heartedly watch the evening news before it bored her to sleep. The top story was the same as it had been every night this week, the only difference was the number of victims. Tonight, it was number eight. Eight women had now been brutally tortured to death. No leads, no suspects. Only mystery and death but nothing new. Her eyes were half-closed.
Then she heard it.
A click at the door. Followed by another. Margie cautiously approached the door. She’d never heard such a sound. Click. This time the click sounded impatient and the following click came sooner than the previous. Then she saw it. The door knob began to move.
She was afraid. The door opened. There he was, tall, muscular and masked. She drew her Glock 30 and put two rounds of .45ACP in his chest. He hit the floor. She called the cops.
The End.
My horror movie wouldn’t sell. Too short. The premise of horror movies seems to always be a group of teen-something attractive people, who happen to be clueless, fall prey to some guy with a knife. And all those clueless people are pussies. M. Night Shyamalan thinks you’re a pussy too. He needs you to be or his movies would be shorter (I’m of the opinion that they do need to be shorter). I’ve seen a couple of his films and just think What the Hell? In Signs, the farmer takes his family into the basement to wait out the alien invasion. A farmer doesn’t have a gun? Or a stick? A big rock? Or any sort of weapon on his farm? The best he’s got is a baseball bat and water? He doesn’t even take the bat with him into the basement. Stupid.
Or The Village, which I couldn’t even finish because it was so damn slow, was the same way. The big red things come for you and you hide? No musket? Unbreakable and Sixth Sense were good, though.
Or the teen slasher films. Honestly, nobody has a gun and holes up to make a stand? Or grabs their gun to make way to their car to leave? I guess if they do, it becomes an action movie.