Here is an excerpt from the piece that supposedly is similar to Stephen King’s work. It’s rough, unfinished, but I hope whoever reads this, enjoys it for what it is.
I am a necromancer’s slave. Stuck between here and the afterlife, my penance I’m sure for a life of corrupt behavior.
There are times I wish I’d just rot or burn to death so I could be set free and have no one pulling my strings, but I must find the key to escape this soulless journey that I’ve been wandering for many years.
It started many years ago when I was a vampire, and many people lost their lives to my desire.
Only when I’d lost my own to someone better than I, did I find myself trapped in this hell I now call home. Maybe this was the destiny of all vampires. Surely, I couldn’t be the only one to experience this misery.
This was the time of day when I felt nothing. No feeling, no pain, and no desire. How I’d been stuck with this necromancer was beyond me. She was a cruel, despicable human who’s evil was as incomprehensible as was my reason for still being here. I’d served my purpose more than once, and gone above and beyond when she beckoned me.