Temperance Chapter 1

This is a story my friend and I are working on called Temperance. It's first chapter is entitled "Seclusion. Here it is:

All my life I've been waiting to be part of something bigger than I. Finally, here I am. 

The violet dawn rose above the haggard streets, a sense of relief was in the air that day. He stepped out of his gloomy apartment, closed the door behind him and walked onto the gray snow. You could still see the emerald moon, full as it was the night before. 

I whipped out a smoke and stepped into the street, my last one. I started towards the traffic light, no longer in use as no one required motorized transportation anymore. My jacket strewn over my shoulder, I headed towards Gerry's Liquor Shop to replenish my nicotine fixation. I stepped through the shattered window and picked up the ciggs. I left, not caring to step around the shards of distilled razorblades. I began walking down the street, not knowing where my destination lay. Suddenly I stopped right in the middle of the street...

He was usually prepared for anything. Today, he was not. Out of an alley, trotted out a goat. The goat had abnormal characteristics about it. Its head had been turned a full 180 degrees, the muzzle always pointed toward the sky. A smile permanently etched across its face. Three eyes protruding from its face.Smoldering red iris' surrounded by a sea of yellow sclera, bore right into your very being; your own soul. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the beast. Then, he noticed one more intriguing trait about the animal. Its hooves, they faced the opposite direction of its head. As a matter of fact, its hooves weren't hooves at all; they were feet. Human feet...

I deeply wanted to feel something. The emotion most would feel was fear. I--I felt nothing. The goat and I were now involved in an involuntary stare off. I think it wanted to get a rise out of me. No such thing could happen, my facial expression was blank. It grunted, signaling conflict. The smile, ever so sinister, never faltered. I then heard a whisper, however I couldn't make any of it out. I closed my eyes, preparing for the confrontation ahead...

By Connor Mac and Brandon Fealy