Alice Through The Multiverse by Brian Trenchard-Smith

Author:Brian Trenchard-Smith [Trenchard-Smith, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-28T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

The Rapture

In the tube station, the girl in Paul’s arms convulsed, then threw her arms up around his neck. “James…”

Oh, shit. She was Alice again. Their eyes locked. She was inviting his kiss. Despite every good reason to the contrary, Paul could not deny he wanted to kiss her. Under other circumstances. He must not kiss her. Yet he must not reject her. He pressed her head against his chest, gently stroking her hair. Alice smiled at his courtly response. They held each other tight, enclosed within a haven of peace amidst the roaring trains, swirling dust, and flashing lights.

Selwyn decided that he had the opportunity to get closer and guarantee his kill shot. The live rail did not faze him. In the SAS he had done extensive minefield training. He methodically navigated two sets of rails, gun at the ready. The moment the nearside train cleared he would terminate the American. He would secure the girl then toss the American’s body onto the electric griddle to become a statistic, the result of unwise trespass on railway property. Nelson would make sure that no bullet was mentioned in the autopsy report. His return to Nelson’s favor was seconds away. So Selwyn kept his eyes on the approximate position of his target as he stepped onto the next set of tracks. He did not have to worry about the outer rail. Then his foot came down on the edge of a brick that years of vibrations had shaken from the tunnel’s vaulted ceiling. Selwyn lurched, and instinctively put his other foot out to steady himself. But there were patches of grease near the rail mountings. His foot slid forward. His shin connected with the middle rail.

For the few instants in which Selwyn’s brain still produced conscious thought, even as intense heat and shock wracked his entire being, he did not attribute it to electrocution. Instead he knew that this was the very moment the Lord had chosen to return. The Rapture was sucking the souls of the Chosen toward Heaven. And he was proudly amongst them. It was just that he had not expected The Rapture to be so painful.

The last carriages of both trains passed. Paul turned to check for pursuit. There was Selwyn standing twenty feet away, mouth open, body shuddering, arms flailing, the gun flung from his grasp. Alice stared at the man who had tried to coerce her from chastity, and had chased her into this life. Gareth. Quivering and jerking like a hanged man, yet there was no rope. God must be smiting him that he commit evil no more. Paul saw no distress at the sight in Alice’s face. Rather, her jaw set tightly as she crossed herself. He quickly picked her up and stepped carefully over the last live rail. The fire escape leading to the street was seconds away.

Brandt and Jones arrived at the entrance to the junction in time to see Selwyn, a rigid dancing upright corpse, clothes smoldering, eyeballs melting. Beyond him Alice and Paul were almost at the fire exit.

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