“Beechum, if you fucking die in here, I will find a way to bring your ghost up on charges of hampering an investigation and being an all around pain in my ass. Do you hear me?”
Oh I like her
The matte black finish of her eyes, the writhing dark tentacles of an aura that was not possibly human. Mel Bernstein’s body was not her own. There was something crouching inside of her, malevolent and implacably hungry, a violent evil driving her. Something older than time that only knew hate and fear.
HOLY SHIT EEEEEEEEK
Fog-like fragments of Danny’s spiritual form flew through the air, spattering onto the floor and walls like clear blood. Ben felt bile burning his throat even as the tears stung his eyes-Danny was literally being torn apart before him.
And he had no idea what to do.
omgomgomgomg nononononono
“Another,” Mel hissed through gritted teeth, swaying. There was nothing about the movement that suggested weakness; like the cobra hearing the hypnotizing rhythm of the charmer’s pipe, Mel was in the grip of something powerful and seductive. “A pair. A delicious pair. I know that blood. I’ve tasted it before.”
I AM GOING TO HAVE NIGHTMARES
“You fucked with the wrong family,” Charlie said, reaching up and ripping the dragonfly pendant from her neck. She held it aloft like a shield, as a priest wielded a crucifix against the demonic, and strode forward fearlessly.
ILU CHARLIE PLEASE DON'T DIE
“We are eternal,” spoke something without lips, or lungs, or mercy. “You are fleeting. We can promise forever. Become part of us. Let us sing to you in the night.”
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--- NIGHTMARES I TELL YOU
“I don’t think that word means what you think it means,” Charlie said.
SHE IS FACING POTENTIAL CREEPY SCARY PAINFUL DEATH AND QUOTING THE PRINCESS BRIDE. LOVE ETERNAL FOR YOU, CHARLIE
Then her eyes moved down to the crystalline dagger lying on the plastic-covered floor. It was no longer prismatic and clear but an oily black. She picked it up gingerly by the hilt and held it up to the light. Slowly, incrementally, the darkness began to fade in the yellow light, dwindling into the smallest pinprick of black. Soon it had disappeared completely-and then the knife glittered pure and uncorrupted once more, restored to its previous luster.
“Bitch,” Charlie said dismissively with a wicked smile.
YAYS THIS CALLS FOR A PIZZA PARTY
“I killed Robbie,” he whispered, voice so weak it was almost inaudible. “To get here in time.”
“No,” Ben said, shaking his head. “No, the police would have resuscitated him.”
“I killed him. I can feel it. He’s gone.”
.....wha?
I cannot believe I have to use this again so soon, but--
“I think that’s yours, Danny Boy,” Ben whispered through the tears. “Thank you. Thank you.”
Danny looked back, one final bittersweet glance. “Live a life people will envy, mate,” he said, a tremulous smile on his tearstained face.
The door swung shut and was gone.
DANNYYYYYYYYY
Robbie bucked sharply as if jolted by electricity, gasping harshly. Color flooded back into his face. Kruger barked a laugh in relief, rocking back to sit on her heels. “Thank God for that! You know, Beechum, I think you’re going to go down in my books as my own personal Kook.”
HE'S ALIVE OMG YAY
BUT OH NOOOO DANNY WENT THROUGH HIS DOOR THINKING THAT HE KILLED HIM
He knows, right? Wherever he is now? Right?!?!?
OMG ANGIE THIS STORY. I WILL FLAIL ABOUT IT FOREVER.
“Beechum, if you fucking die in here, I will find a way to bring your ghost up on charges of hampering an investigation and being an all around pain in my ass. Do you hear me?”
Oh I like her
The matte black finish of her eyes, the writhing dark tentacles of an aura that was not possibly human. Mel Bernstein’s body was not her own. There was something crouching inside of her, malevolent and implacably hungry, a violent evil driving her. Something older than time that only knew hate and fear.
HOLY SHIT EEEEEEEEK
Fog-like fragments of Danny’s spiritual form flew through the air, spattering onto the floor and walls like clear blood. Ben felt bile burning his throat even as the tears stung his eyes-Danny was literally being torn apart before him.
And he had no idea what to do.
omgomgomgomg nononononono
“Another,” Mel hissed through gritted teeth, swaying. There was nothing about the movement that suggested weakness; like the cobra hearing the hypnotizing rhythm of the charmer’s pipe, Mel was in the grip of something powerful and seductive. “A pair. A delicious pair. I know that blood. I’ve tasted it before.”
I AM GOING TO HAVE NIGHTMARES
“You fucked with the wrong family,” Charlie said, reaching up and ripping the dragonfly pendant from her neck. She held it aloft like a shield, as a priest wielded a crucifix against the demonic, and strode forward fearlessly.
ILU CHARLIE PLEASE DON'T DIE
“We are eternal,” spoke something without lips, or lungs, or mercy. “You are fleeting. We can promise forever. Become part of us. Let us sing to you in the night.”
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--- NIGHTMARES I TELL YOU
“I don’t think that word means what you think it means,” Charlie said.
SHE IS FACING POTENTIAL CREEPY SCARY PAINFUL DEATH AND QUOTING THE PRINCESS BRIDE. LOVE ETERNAL FOR YOU, CHARLIE
Then her eyes moved down to the crystalline dagger lying on the plastic-covered floor. It was no longer prismatic and clear but an oily black. She picked it up gingerly by the hilt and held it up to the light. Slowly, incrementally, the darkness began to fade in the yellow light, dwindling into the smallest pinprick of black. Soon it had disappeared completely-and then the knife glittered pure and uncorrupted once more, restored to its previous luster.
“Bitch,” Charlie said dismissively with a wicked smile.
YAYS THIS CALLS FOR A PIZZA PARTY
“I killed Robbie,” he whispered, voice so weak it was almost inaudible. “To get here in time.”
“No,” Ben said, shaking his head. “No, the police would have resuscitated him.”
“I killed him. I can feel it. He’s gone.”
.....wha?
I cannot believe I have to use this again so soon, but--
“I think that’s yours, Danny Boy,” Ben whispered through the tears. “Thank you. Thank you.”
Danny looked back, one final bittersweet glance. “Live a life people will envy, mate,” he said, a tremulous smile on his tearstained face.
The door swung shut and was gone.
DANNYYYYYYYYY
Robbie bucked sharply as if jolted by electricity, gasping harshly. Color flooded back into his face. Kruger barked a laugh in relief, rocking back to sit on her heels. “Thank God for that! You know, Beechum, I think you’re going to go down in my books as my own personal Kook.”
HE'S ALIVE OMG YAY
BUT OH NOOOO DANNY WENT THROUGH HIS DOOR THINKING THAT HE KILLED HIM
He knows, right? Wherever he is now? Right?!?!?
OMG ANGIE THIS STORY. I WILL FLAIL ABOUT IT FOREVER.
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