Moonlight would be their
savior. Would they survive?
Moonlight by
Hanni El Khatib, a truly badass punk-rocking Bluesman.
We continue from here.
(Funny how a career, I
mean, real life gets in the way of the muse. Sorry about that,
muse. Many apologies to you, my friend, you magnificent Reader.)
Let’s go now.
The eyeless man died in
her hands.
It was more than she had
wished for him.
She’d intended to let
this bastard die alone, in pain, in misery, and then he would go away forever,
from this here mortal coil. He would be lost alone, floating in the black
emptiness of eternity, according to her teachings.
That, my friend, is
truly Hell. Lost alone, with the thoughts of what you have done.
Hopefully, you have done more of the good things and less of the bad
things. There are no virgins waiting for you there.
But his laughter at this
woman who was missing her daughter and wanting to find her,
Well,
this was too much for
her mother bear instinct.
She killed him because
of that.
But, further:
What had she done?
She had opened the door
for him to enter the plane of the eternals, the Walk-Ins.
In her anger, she had
allowed the bastard this opportunity to return to this earthly plane of
existence.
Why had she done this?
It didn’t occur to her
that in her new condition, she could do such a thing. If she put
some thought into it, she would realize that this eyeless, toothless man with
his head on backwards
…had turned her into a
Walk-In of the cannibal sort.
Anger.
Kill.
Mother Bear.
Emeralda turned the
man’s head around on his neck until the skin split and the tendons
showed. She let him drop to the bloody grass and…
then she heard her
little girl.
In the back of her mind,
she heard her daughter’s voice. It said, “Is this a dream? Is
this a game? I miss you! Why didn’t you come get me?”
She brushed the thought
away as she rounded the side of the house towards her vehicle.
“Mommy!”
It sounded like her
daughter had shouted right into her ear.
Indeed, she heard her
own daughter.
She rounded the corner
with her daughter screaming in her
ear. “Mommy! Mommy! Don’t leave me!”
And do you know,
It was her little girl.
Do not read
further.
Spoiler alert.
Yeah, don’t do it.
C’mon,
truly. I’m not going away. Just check out the next part
in the series that will be up this weekend, but not the spoiler below.
You summina bastidge
All righty
then. It’s all your own fault, gawd love ya
The mother had just
killed her own daughter.
It was no cause upon
this mother. She had busted out, escaped, and driven off to look for her
daughter, and she risked her own life.
Do you know, the new
daughter went into the body of the little baby, her own sister, to protect her,
to protect them both.
That is what a Walk-In
can do.
Of course, they were now
both cannibals, and could not talk.
Dude, you should not
have read this last part.
ARRRRRR!
---willies out.
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