The Cherale
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It was called. It was answered. It will not be denied. Michael Abney's life has narrowed to survival. His marriage is failing, his writing has gone silent, and the demands of early parenthood have ground him down to instinct. When his two-year-old son, Gordon, begins waking in terror night after night, Michael tells himself it's exhaustion, regression, stress. Something ordinary. Something survivable. It isn't. As the night terrors intensify, reality itself begins to slip. Sleep becomes dangerous. The house feels permeable. Michael's thoughts no longer arrive cleanly, as if something has begun...
It was called. It was answered. It will not be denied. Michael Abney's life has narrowed to survival. His marriage is failing, his writing has gone silent, and the demands of early parenthood have ground him down to instinct. When his two-year-old son, Gordon, begins waking in terror night after night, Michael tells himself it's exhaustion, regression, stress. Something ordinary. Something survivable. It isn't. As the night terrors intensify, reality itself begins to slip. Sleep becomes dangerous. The house feels permeable. Michael's thoughts no longer arrive cleanly, as if something has begun to move through him instead of around him. What starts as fear curdles into the certainty that a presence has been invited in-and that it knows exactly where to press. The truth, when it comes, arrives through Michael's mother, Cheri, and it is older and uglier than he expects. Buried in her stories are fragments of an inherited nightmare: forbidden rites, colonial-era cults, and a lineage tangled with the Thuggee and the forces they worshipped. These were not symbols. They were invocations. And once answered, they do not loosen their grip. What follows is not a haunting, but an initiation. Michael is drawn toward a reality beneath this one, a place of vast, malevolent intelligence where bodies are reshaped, minds unravel, and identity is treated as raw material. The closer he comes, the more violently his life fractures: his marriage, his work, even his physical self, all giving way under the pressure of something that doesn't want to kill; it wants to collect. There is one unlikely ally: Devon Marlowe, Michael's longtime therapist, whose own forbidden studies suggest that what has been awakened can still be confronted. But confrontation carries a price. And some thresholds, once crossed, cannot be uncrossed. Inspired by the author's own family stories and legends, The Cherale is a work of psychological and occult horror that descends into madness, ritual violence, and the theology of pure malevolence. If Hell is where evil exists to punish, this is where it exists to continue.
