After Darkness Falls 2 - 10 Tales of Terror - Volume Two by Drabble Matt

Author:Drabble, Matt [Drabble, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Eden Publications
Published: 2014-04-16T04:00:00+00:00

About 30 minutes or so later, Mac was staring at the small jade statue. “You’re really telling me that this works?” he asked the broken man tied to the kitchen chair.

“Yes,” Vickery gasped.

“Well, if that don’t beat all,” Mac mused, not quite daring to hold the small statue for too long at a time. It was an oddly shaped thing and he couldn’t quite see what it was supposed to be. There was a sense of a face and of a body that may have been some sort of animal at one time, but now there were many pieces missing and smooth flat sections where bits were missing.

He hadn’t bothered to tie the new woman up as she had started to wake once and he’d slugged her again to keep her under. He didn’t know who she was to Vickery and he didn’t care; she was leverage, pure and simple. “Tell me what I do again?”

“It’s simple; you break a sliver off the statue and swallow it. Once it’s a part of you, you’re a part of it,” Vickery replied.

Mac knew that the man might well be lying but he also knew that Vickery possessed a gift from the Gods and it was one that he wanted. He looked over at the slumped woman and could clearly see that the nose he had broken had not healed. Whoever she was, she was not as durable as Vickery and when she bled she stayed injured.

He withdrew the .44 and pointed it at the woman. Vickery’s face pained at the sight and Mac felt a strong sense of control. “Whatever happens when I swallow a piece of this little fellow, Mr. Vickery, I can assure you I will still have time to pull this trigger.”

“Please don’t hurt her,” Vickery moaned. “I promise you I’m not lying.”

“And what happens to you after I swallow a piece?”

“Every death, every wound that I’ve ever suffered comes back slowly over the next few hours and takes me to the grave. The statue can only ever have one owner at a time and that will be you.”

Mac took the razor sharp blade out of his jacket again and picked up the statue. The surface was surprisingly soft and the blade dug in easily. He carved out a small chunk and set the statue down again on the kitchen counter. He put the knife away and toyed with the small piece of jade between his finger and thumb, rolling the green chunk back and forth.

“I want you to look me in the eyes, Mr. Vickery,” he commanded, turning back to the bound man. “I want you to think deeply and swear that you’re telling me the truth. Let’s just say that lives depend upon it,” he said, picking up the gun again and pointing it at the woman.

“Please, I swear, I will swear on anything that you want me to. Fetch a bible, fetch whatever you want. I swear that I’m telling you the truth,” Vickery implored.

Mac pulled back the hammer and the loaded chamber rolled into place.

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