My first book is now up on Amazon

Hello fans and friends I am writing to say my First publish book The Lost Guardian is up to buy on Amazon for 11.00.

Special thank you to you all the fans, all my family and my friends and my beloved Victoria Kindra for all the support. Hope you all enjoy the book and I would love feed back to if I should continue for The Lost Guardian is a series and there is more of them to come
                                                                               Thank you, your loyal friend and brother
                                                                                              Franklin Casey

Night Shift

Connor a retired sheriff sits down for coffee and a newspaper to check with the news of the day or should we say the night for he take up a new job to just lay low for he had been the best cop on the force. But after being shot six times and still surviving the chef decide that it was time for him to retire with good pay. But Connor felt it was bull shit but he had no choice in the matter so he was looking through the newspaper and saw a job for him as a security guard as he looked at the details there was none just said hired on sight? Connor found this strange but did not care for his wanted a job to not be born around the house. As Connor gets ready for his new job dressing the part and grabbing his keys and using the map the newspaper gave to guide him to the sight. As he gets there the build was quiet and there was cars around he though maybe they work here who ever own the cars? As he rings the bell the doors open and a man comes to greet him saying wonderful someone answered our post. The man was shorter than Connor and had white hair like he had been there a while and dressed like a security guard too. The man had to be in his 60's Connor though to his self? Connor says well I am here for the job sir but do you want to interview me first? The man says oh no you showed up and showed you wanted the job and the pay is good we will start you at how about 25.00 a hour is that good? Connor says wow that is great thank you what is my job and the man says oh yes my apologies my name is Henry and your job come follow me this way. Connor follows the man to the office and sits Connor down and says your job is to watch the monitors here but the one I need you to watch most is this one and Henry points to the one in the middle of a long hallway with a door at the end. Connor says why just this one sir and Henry says well that one is special and we need to keep a eye on it and he points to the button on the desk which was a red button in cased in glass. Connor says what is that for and Henry says it is for if things get out of hand and Connor swallows hard trying to understand what is going on here? He asks sir why what does the button do and what is behind the door and Henry just says no worries ok you will do fine the third time is the charm and Connor shakes a little scared and trying to think of what he meant by that sentences?? Henry takes off and says if things get a little hairy hit the button but if it is a miner thing you can call me my cell number is in the book on the desk Connor well good lucky we are counting on you my boy. Oh and please make sure what ever happens that door stays shut. Connor says what do you mean counting on me? But Henry left the room as Connor gets up and runs after him he looks out the office door to see no sign of Henry like he disappeared? On the desk is a security suit and Connor takes the suit to the men bathroom to change into it. As he is straightening his tie the lights start to flicker and as he looks in the mirror he can't see his reflection. But as he looks strange at the mirror and waves his hand trying to understand what is going on. He sees fog on the mirror and it steams up the mirror as words start to appear. He steps back slowly and sees the words we will meet soon, with a hand print at the end banging the mirror which in turn scares Connor. Than he turns his head to see the three stalls shake a bit as the third closet to the wall opens with blood footprints walking up to him. Connor rubs his eyes quickly and sees that the footprints are gone and the mirror was clean. He says to himself it is a new night and a new job I am just excited to have a job and out of the house. As he walks out of the bathroom and back to his desk with the cameras in the bathroom the hand print appears again with words saying very soon. Connor looks at the monitors to see the door as he thinks about what he saw in the bathroom but the screen begins to twist and turns and he stands up and taps the screen thinking it will stop and it does. But now in the hallway was a mannequin with no head but arms and legs but in its hand was a doll with the eyes torn out wearing a old dress and in the mannequin chest was a knife sticking out. Connor looks quickly to see the door was still open a bit. Connor swallows hard and says shit in a low tune because he was to make sure that door stays shut and remains shut for his shift and it was his job. Than he thinks it is a joke for the new rookie, Yeah it is all a joke he says to his self.  Connor gets up and walks to the hall where the open door is. He side steps the mannequin while looking at it and saying in his mind someone has a sick fucking mind but as he reaches for the door while keeping a eye on the mannequin. He grabs the handle and goes to close it but he feels something on his hand he turns and looks to see child hand. But the only the hand as the arm was around the door. Connor says nice try kid but you should not be here. Connor opens the door wide only to see darkness and the child hand gone into the abyss. Connor says out loud hello!!! But nothing is heard back Connor says this can't be really and steps into the door only to fall. Connor screams and grabs hold of the floor he stepped off of and tries to get back in the hallway. He looks down and begins to see thousands of eyes stare back at him. Connor grabs the door mold and pulls himself in slowly but it was not the end as he was trying to get himself in the mannequin was turning in front of him and it tear the knife out of its chest and was coming for him. Connor got in finally as it was running at him he ducked as it went through the door into the abyss and Connor slam the door shut and was screamed and out of breath not to mention white as a ghost. (To Be Continued)

The quill with in the darkness

A lamp hangs over head swiping back and forward as Voices of creatures speak softly and some loudly.  Shaking sounds of a chain fence surrounding a desk with a man writing and pacing back and forward showing signs of insanity and also a sane mind, lost and found, precious and distance. As he walks with the lamp swiping over head he looks to the distance and around him to see he was surround by creatures from horrors untold and ones only dreamed of from the deepest darkness pits of the soul and hell its self. They circle in a line and than reach through the chain fence trying to get at him to get a piece of him. Some whisper to him to walk forward towards them, some yell loud for him to write a story of them to be born to wreak havoc on the poor souls outside this madness. He turns and laughs menacingly while he turns again to scream out in pain scratching at his face trying to tear his face off thinking he is someone else. He speaks out loud AM I DIE HAHAHAHA!!!!!! Or AM I A LIVE?!?!?!  Than he hits his kneels crying is this a terrible dream that turned in to a nightmare for me what did I do to deserved this madness. All is lost or is it found but only in a way as trapped for good to never see the light of day for it could end me or worlds what am I or am I real or fake a dream with in a dream? A dream only a child scared of his darkness fears could dream or am I a dream or though of a old man ready to die in old age in a bed covered in dust wanting his end by any means? Oh god help me!!!!! what is this on the desk a book is it filled with words to free me of nightmares or empty pages to trap me here to be the slave of these monsters or a tool for there destruction to kill me or anything? Wait do I have family to worry about or am I a loner that was throw aside by the life I walked or was given or taken? The table shakes with the drawers starting to open and close over and over none stop. The book opens and the pages flip back and forward over and over as he breathes heavy scared. He screams in fear that this is his end that have come to take what is leave of his soul or spirit or life? He screams out what do you want from me!?!?!? The creatures out side run at the chain fence over and over as they say your soul, your death, your word, your way out into the real world. A quill floats up in front of him as it than strikes the desk writing words but not just any words but one word over and over. Create, create, create he screams and starts to bang his head again the desk over and over crying and scream the words, release me now out loud!!!!!!!! But only the monsters hear him but than silents comes and the monster recede back in to the darkness. As he looks around smiling and laughing as he dances but than he loses his balance and falls to his kneels as blood leeks from his noise. He grabs his head as he loses his self for the monsters were his demons and they were his control, like someone cutting his cord from the electricity of life he goes brain dead and falls forward face first and shakes as his body loses control and stops slowly and than still as the light in his eyes fades to black. The quill on the desk still writes create on the desk as the ink turns to blood and the pages of the empty book fill with words from the blood touching it. The book speaks on its pages sentences that make no sense. On the pages reads you are me and I am you, we walk the same road, the same path you can't live with out me as I can't live with out you, forever you or forever me or forever one. Oh what a twisted web we so forever chained to the pages we speak upon this throne we sit in the abyss of madness and darkness.

                                                                                                                    The End or ?