who’d never gotten in trouble with the law. And now they were both dead.
As he approached the wreck he made a face. The smell that had been assaulting his nostrils since he arrived was getting stronger as he got closer. Then he noticed the mud and water stains on the outside of the car’s doors. That must be the source. What the hell had this thing been driven through?
He tried to look inside, but the greenish tint of the windows got in the way. He wondered if that had been partly to blame for the accident. What was the visibility like from the inside?
Then it hit. Ronnie had said she could see the driver and passenger through the rear window. He moved to the back of the vehicle and was greeted by the same murky green. Then he noticed the sound of dripping. Looking down he saw it was coming from the bottom of the car’s rear door. Another dark drop appeared and fell as he watched.
Without thinking, he reached for the handle and pulled. The door flew open, and a wave of brackish water swept him off his feet. He came to rest a few feet away just as something heavy slammed up against him. Cursing he turned to see what it was, and found himself staring into the dead eyes of Paul Chase.
the promise
In a private room of the hospital, a man lay on the bed hooked up to numerous wires and hoses. As one machine beeped in time with his heart, another assisted with his breathing. He had been here for 16 years, unable to move or exist on his own. His only visitors were the doctors and nurses.
The door was closed and no one had entered for some time. But, he was no longer alone. A black silhouetted figure seemed to rise up from nowhere and stood over him. Sensing a new presence the patient’s eyes opened and stared at the newcomer.
The man had long silver hair and wore clothing from another age, but time had not touched him.
The figure on the bed made an effort to smile. It had been a very long time.
“You’re efforts have succeeded,” the stranger announced. “The merging will be completed shortly. The promise will now be fulfilled.” With that he sank back into the darkness.
A moment later, the bed-ridden figure stopped breathing.
Immediately the sounds of the machines changed, raising an alarm.
A Resuscitation Team rushed into the room and sprang into action.
The man’s dressing gown was pulled open and syringes were prepared, while the lead physician grabbed the Defibrillator paddles and placed them against the patient’s now exposed chest. “CLEAR!” he shouted and pressed down.
A moment later he shouted again, only this time in horror. His hands and the paddles had gone right through the man’s skin, which had cracked open like old papyrus.
The entire team started back as the rest of the patient’s torso continued to crack and collapse. Soon the arms and legs followed suit and finally the head. As they stared in horror, the remains continued to crumble and sink into the bed itself and disappear.
alex
Alex was in the kitchen pouring some more tea. Having finished the pot Julie had left for him, he had reasoned it was okay to get out of bed and make some more. Actually, he’d been looking for an excuse to get up and move around ever since he’d woken up. He still felt weak physically, but his mind was racing over everything that had happened.
According to Julie the two
As he approached the wreck he made a face. The smell that had been assaulting his nostrils since he arrived was getting stronger as he got closer. Then he noticed the mud and water stains on the outside of the car’s doors. That must be the source. What the hell had this thing been driven through?
He tried to look inside, but the greenish tint of the windows got in the way. He wondered if that had been partly to blame for the accident. What was the visibility like from the inside?
Then it hit. Ronnie had said she could see the driver and passenger through the rear window. He moved to the back of the vehicle and was greeted by the same murky green. Then he noticed the sound of dripping. Looking down he saw it was coming from the bottom of the car’s rear door. Another dark drop appeared and fell as he watched.
Without thinking, he reached for the handle and pulled. The door flew open, and a wave of brackish water swept him off his feet. He came to rest a few feet away just as something heavy slammed up against him. Cursing he turned to see what it was, and found himself staring into the dead eyes of Paul Chase.
the promise
In a private room of the hospital, a man lay on the bed hooked up to numerous wires and hoses. As one machine beeped in time with his heart, another assisted with his breathing. He had been here for 16 years, unable to move or exist on his own. His only visitors were the doctors and nurses.
The door was closed and no one had entered for some time. But, he was no longer alone. A black silhouetted figure seemed to rise up from nowhere and stood over him. Sensing a new presence the patient’s eyes opened and stared at the newcomer.
The man had long silver hair and wore clothing from another age, but time had not touched him.
The figure on the bed made an effort to smile. It had been a very long time.
“You’re efforts have succeeded,” the stranger announced. “The merging will be completed shortly. The promise will now be fulfilled.” With that he sank back into the darkness.
A moment later, the bed-ridden figure stopped breathing.
Immediately the sounds of the machines changed, raising an alarm.
A Resuscitation Team rushed into the room and sprang into action.
The man’s dressing gown was pulled open and syringes were prepared, while the lead physician grabbed the Defibrillator paddles and placed them against the patient’s now exposed chest. “CLEAR!” he shouted and pressed down.
A moment later he shouted again, only this time in horror. His hands and the paddles had gone right through the man’s skin, which had cracked open like old papyrus.
The entire team started back as the rest of the patient’s torso continued to crack and collapse. Soon the arms and legs followed suit and finally the head. As they stared in horror, the remains continued to crumble and sink into the bed itself and disappear.
alex
Alex was in the kitchen pouring some more tea. Having finished the pot Julie had left for him, he had reasoned it was okay to get out of bed and make some more. Actually, he’d been looking for an excuse to get up and move around ever since he’d woken up. He still felt weak physically, but his mind was racing over everything that had happened.
According to Julie the two
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