An Angel on My Shoulder by David Callinan

Author:David Callinan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mistério E Suspense
Publisher: Createspace
Published: 2011-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

The final countdown

The angels arrived in fo rce.

Paul’s instincts were about to be proved correct. It was the middle of the afternoon. Malone had just telephoned to make sure Paul watched an obscure French film noir which was ‘divine’ and on late that night.

Rory had gone away for a few days with his friend Rod to plan their Australian adventure and Annie was on a school trip. Kate would not be back till late. She was on a course.

“You must use your crystals,” Development Angel told Paul and he could sense, not just his usual group, but many other powerful angels in background focusing on him. “Why, what’s going to happen?” asked Paul with some trepidation.

“Nothing more than we have told you,” said the angel. “We must now give you your final instruction. Lie back.”

“Suppose I refuse. Suppose I say to hell with it all. I don’t want this?”

There was a silence so deep Paul could have dived into it. In the vacuum that was left Paul could sense a blackness of impossible density conscious of him and beginning to surround him.

Terrified, Paul looked around the room for somewhere to escape. There was nowhere. Sabre began to howl like a tormented demon. Paul had to get out of the house. He ran to the front door and pounded along the lane that led from the house towards the woods. There was an area of mixed grass and bracken home to a couple of elder trees and Paul ran straight to one of them, hugging the trunk for protection. Panting behind him ran Sabre making a low growling noise in the back of his throat. It was fear. Fear had gripped both of them. It was the fear of instant extinction and oblivion.

“Stand clear, he has power over electrical forces,” a voice commanded. Paul didn’t know if it was an angel or a freaky disembodied spirit and right now he didn’t care. His life was in danger. He strode off down the lane, past the house and towards a field with an iron gate. Above him stretched a tangle of telephone and power cables.

“Don’t touch metal,” screamed the warning voice in his head. “He has command over metal.”

“What doesn’t he have command over?” Paul shouted in desperation. There were waves of icy fear now rippling through his insides and he knew they were being caused by an external source.

Everywhere he turned he seemed to be in danger as the blackness started to envelope his mind, blotting out rational though, strangling any kind of thought.

‘Go back into the house.” Guardian Angel told him. “And say the name of Ru-Ah. Remember the vision.”

Paul didn’t wait to argue. The time for intellectual niceties and reasoned debate was over. Now it was pure survival. Paul sprinted to the house, careful not to touch anything. He started to chant the name of the supposed new world savior over and over. He was desperate, panting with exhaustion and his mouth was dry with fear. He made it to the house and into the living room where he was compelled to fall to his knees.

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