Bedbugs by Hautala Rick

Author:Hautala, Rick [Hautala, Rick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
Publisher: Crossroad Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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“Holy shit! Did you see that?” Benny Larsen shouted, even though he knew he was alone, and whoever was in that car certainly couldn’t hear him . . . not anymore, anyway. He ran through the knee-deep snow to the bridge railing and looked down at the bubbling, black hole in the river ice. Waves sloshed out of the hole, but the splashing sound they made was lost beneath the high roaring sound of the blizzard.

Benny’s car had died about a mile back on Spring Street. He knew there was a service station back by the Maine Turnpike entrance, and he had set that as his goal to get the help he needed. If the gas station was closed because of the storm, he could at least ask for help at the Turnpike toll booth . . . unless the Turnpike had been closed because of the storm, too. If that was the case, then he didn’t know what he’d do.

Benny was still trembling from the sudden appearance of the car from out of the blinding snow just as he was starting across the bridge. One second, the car hadn’t been there . . . the next, it was practically on top of him.

His hands were clenched into tight fists as he cautiously approached the ragged gap in the bridge railing and looked down at the roof of the car, floating in the river. All around the car, thick, black water bubbled up like stew in a cauldron. The crackle and snap of hot metal being instantly cooled filled the night. Benny hunched up his shoulders and sucked in a deep breath as he watched the car sink out of sight.

“Fuckin’-a!” he muttered as he leaned forward, looking down, and vigorously rubbed his arms.

He knew he should be brave about this. He should strip off his coat and dive right into that freezing water—swim down there and try to save the poor bastard in that car. He probably hadn’t drowned yet, and every second he delayed increased the odds that he wouldn’t make it.

“Jesus Christ!” Benny whispered as he contemplated how deathly cold that water would be. “No fucking way!”

If the poor bastard wasn’t dead yet, Benny knew he soon would be. If he jumped into that water now, all he’d accomplish would be his own death. No sense ending up a dead hero, that’s for sure. As he watched the black water settle down, he convinced himself that whoever had been driving that car had probably been drunk and should have known better than to try to drive in a blizzard like this in the first place. But whatever he had been, he was dead drunk now! Benny smiled at his own sick humor.

Turning quickly away from the railing, he snuggled deeper into his coat and started walking again. He was up from Connecticut to visit his sister, so he wasn’t entirely familiar with these roads, but he guessed it was no more than a mile or two back to the Turnpike.

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