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The Swarm

In Creative Writing on April 26, 2010 at 13:02

Creative Writing assignments in West Civ class?

Yep.

This is a little horror story written as a reflection to a class discussion about the Black Death during the Middle Ages.

The Swarm

by Bryan Doherty

The year is 1968 on a small island off the coast of Argentina. This island, Parasio, is small and isn’t even marked on most maps but is inhabited by over 100 people. These people are from all over the world and have come to this island to get away from modern society. One man leads them all. This man was loved by all and hated by none, but he was cruel and violent. He promised a better life for those people but really only controlled them. He had complete control over them and the people on the island had no way to live by themselves or to even escape if they wanted to.

One day a strange man came ashore the island in hopes for a better life. He was immediately engrossed in this new “perfect society” and had made a new life for himself. But when he went to meet with the leader of the island, the leader knew the man was trouble. The leader instantly told his spies that he had placed throughout the island to watch the man. The spies did not help because that night the leader of Parasio died mysteriously in his sleep. Doctors later found that his lungs had imploded while he slept leaving no marks on the body.

Instantly everyone appointed the new man the leader. All on the island accepted him as the leader, even the old leader’s spies and body guards. Each man, woman, and child swore allegiance to him. Soon though things began to go awry. People on the island started to die. Each of the dead had had their lungs imploded while they were sleeping leaving no marks on the body. Within thirty six hours of coming into contact the new leader, that person was dead. Every one panicked and tried to get off the island, but there was no way to get off. They were trapped.

Within a month there was no one left on the island except the new man who had joined the island society and become the leader. He was trapped on the island with no way to get off and only the dead for company. He went mad and as soon as he was dead the white swarm of parasites left his body to find new victims.