Fic: Night Whispers
July 2 - Night Whispers
The night air is hot this time. Not that it wasn’t hot in April, but the summer heat has chased away that cool spring feeling.
Sam hesitates with the shovel, but only for an instant.
The muffled screaming begins almost immediatley. Sam was expecting that, but he still digs slowly, methodically.
I knew you’d be back …
Sam shakes his head, ignoring the raspy voice. He’s not here to talk, he only wants the book.
I’ll tell you, yes - everything. Let me out. I can help you. I can give you the time you need …
No. Just the book.