This is a little story that i made up while writing it. It is a little different from my other stories. Hope you enjoy!
The Fisherman
The wind was strong and the waves were growing larger, when the fisherman finished his work day. The fisherman set his sails up and set the course towards the Welsh coast.
Route to the home port was the same as usual, no islands nearby, no rocks and familiar waters. As the boat sailed towards the port, the weather got worse worrying the fisherman.
The large waves smashed against the old wooden sailing boat as the fisherman tried to control the boat in the small storm. The large waves threw the boat around the sea as more water got in the boat over the sides.
The fisherman was in big trouble managing the sails, the steering and throwing the water out of the boat. As the sea got rougher the fisherman got lost of the course and was in serious trouble with the storm.
Fisherman whipped out his map and begun to search for the nearest land. The nearest piece of land was an old abandoned lighthouse that hasn’t been used or occupied for a long time.
The fisherman took his chances and steered towards the lighthouse. As the boat got closer to the rocky lighthouse island, the fisherman noticed something very strange. The light of the lighthouse was on.
Fisherman found an unbroken pier on the island and attached the boat to it. As soon as the fisherman got his boat in order, he headed towards the lighthouse. As the fisherman stumbled towards the lighthouse, he noticed how the door was sealed shut and the lighthouse had suffered a lot of damage through time.
Fisherman was curious and got the door open with a crowbar. The first thing fisherman noticed was tables, chairs, pictures and bottles smashed and thrown to the floor. Some kind of a fight might’ve had happened here. The whole lighthouse got an eery feeling as the wind smashed the door shut.
Fisherman started to walk the stairs upwards, along where he saw bloodstains on the walls. The fisherman reached the top of the lighthouse. He got up to the light which he saw working. Fisherman was horrified when seeing that there were no light at all.
The fisherman felt a strange scary presence, when suddenly he couldn’t move his body. Fisherman closed his eyes of pure fear as he heard whispers coming behind him. As he opened his eyes, a dark monster like devil stared him down. Fisherman tried to run and fight back but couldn’t as the devil picked him up to the ceiling.
The devil pulled out a large rusty knife and stabbed the fisherman to the stomach over an over again until the fisherman collapsed to floor unconscious.
Last thing fisherman heard was the devils laugh.
The fisherman woke up much later in his boat unharmed on the floor. He tried to comprehend what happened. Everything in the boat was the same and the storm had also passed. The fisherman noticed that it is morning and he had slept over the night.
The fisherman was relieved. But he noticed the same knife the dark devil had used on the boats table. Fisherman panicked and got out seeing that the lighthouse was a ruin. Fisherman quickly detached the ropes and left the pier with a hurry.
The fisherman threw the knife to the water and sailed away.
That was the last time the fisherman was seen at sea.