PK Hrezo

The last place eighteen-year-old aspiring artist, Morgan Jaeger, wants to spend her summer after high school is in the boonies of the Transylvanian Highlands with her estranged father. She never expects to meet the handsome, free-spirited musician, Varujan, who shares her affinity for abstract art. The summer of dread becomes the summer of dreams when Varujan invites Morgan to a secret hideout of underground artists. But when the utopia turns into a thrill ride of terrors that pitch Morgan's life before her eyes she must keep her wits about her or else lose her most valuable asset forever.

A Wicked Thought

I want to find Varujan, but I’m not about to search the uncharted forest for him. No wonder he didn’t want to go to the inn. The locals are hateful. 


At the churchyard the clock tower walls seem to breathe soft yellow hues. I roll the Vespa up and wait inside the portico at the iron gate. 


My headache passes, but as the sun climbs the sky, so does my impatience. I search the vicinity, but there is only stillness. 


No rooks in the trees along the clock tower. No face in the window. 


My fists clutching the cool metal bars, I rattle the iron gate. Back and forth, back and forth. Maybe it’s to vent my frustration. This day’s turning into a total bust. I lean my back against the edge of the portico and slide down, pull out my tablet, and stare at it. I can make use of these feelings. 


Just as I begin tinkering with Face in the Falls, the sanctuary door opens. 


Chapter 22