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Post by viranbishop on Oct 20, 2009 19:10:47 GMT -5
Viran jogged it up his stairs. A little weak in the knees after the ten block run. He had been sweating. He felt so cold inside. As if everything inside of him needed to burn in order for his body to sustain his life. Hands gripped each rail as he tried the two step. When he hit his door his hand was shaking uncontrollably. Viran wasn't the type of bloke to just get shitty nerved for no reason. But that woman.....that woman had scared him beyond anything he had ever had happen to him in his lifetime.
The key filled the keyhole, allowing him permission to enter and not just enter, but burst into his flat, only to close the door with a nearing slam behind him. His breathing was ragged, moving to slow down as he laid his back flat against the door. Blowing up a whiff of air and trying to get that heart to stop racing.
He never ran from anyone. HE JUST DIDN'T!
He shifted off his coat, the door was an automatic lock, but he had a feeling that locked door didn't mean crap. She was one of them.....those things.....it had eagerly creeped him out but made him curious all the more. Vampire.....no...there had to be a better explanation.
He pushed forward with a burst of energy, making his way to the phone and picking up the hand held. Punching in a few codes he had to know... he just had to.
"Mickey......"
Viran rushed the name out with all quickness.
"Mickey pick up the ruddy phone......."
He had to wait for his bloated ass to pick up after reaching for a doughnut, by all means Viran, keep talking.
"For Christ sakes Mickey, I'm bloomin freaking here."
Then there was a pick up click, a relief washed over him as he heard his yeah reply.
"Mickey......Mickey tell me......tell me you have that book you showed to Martin and Shwartz."
He could hear ruffling and a chair squeaking across that wooden floor. Chewing noises. He knew he was hooked on the doughnuts.
A relief fell over him and it was Viran who had to go through the preserves of rendering his verbal submission.
"In the center somewhere, there was an entry about a woman who rose from the grave and was reborn into a world of darkness.......the little children who danced around her, and below that there was a massacre picture of beasts and man....."
He could hear the guy nod with his mhmm's. Okay, maybe he already remembered. The guy was a walking Google machine.
"What were the names of those things there in the listing.....?"
And then his eyes went wide and he knew he was right. It took a minute to let Mickey's words settle in, but it hit him like a Mack truck. The phone feel and his thumb hit the end button, standing there for a moment before he tossed the phone onto the couch, shaking his head. It had to be a mistake. There was no way.
He made it to the bathroom, moving toward the sink and mirror, running cold water over his face. He had a couple of scratches on him, but nothing to insane. Splashing the cold water over his face, taking a deep breathing and rushing it out. What he needed was a long hot shower. Something to make him feel clean again.
Even the hot shower didn't do anything to him or for him. It was as if ice had started to flood his veins. His skin. He shivered after getting out, wrapping the towel around his lower region and moving into the bedroom to change. He needed a good night's rest. He would try again in the daylight and test his theory.
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