Dead Eye: Pennies for the Ferryman by Jim Bernheimer

Author:Jim Bernheimer
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Ghost Stories, Contemporary, Fiction, Fantasy, Supernatural, Thrillers, General, Occult & Supernatural
ISBN: 9780979573880
Publisher: Gryphonwood Press
Published: 2009-05-17T04:00:00+00:00

For the next two days, I was exhausted, sleeping poorly, and quite possibly the most miserable holiday guest that Rusty’s family has ever endured. My brain was running in overdrive. I’m not ashamed to admit how this information spooked me. Yeah, bad pun, sue me. With Rusty’s windshield finally repaired, we were scheduled to leave in the morning and I could find Silas or even one of my “Caspers” to help me process all this. Either way, I was certain that no answers were forthcoming, so I might as well try and get some rest.

As before, my sleep was troubled that night. Still, unless I consciously drool, I must have gotten some rest. All I know was that there was a time when I was drifting in and out and suddenly I was very awake. There was someone else in the room, a suspicion that was confirmed as my eyes settled on a female standing at the foot of my bed. I thought I was dreaming – the first clue being that the girl was naked. Now I’ve had my fair share of dreams involving naked girls, but usually they’re girls that I know; this one was a stranger.

From the bright aura, she was also a ghost. Obviously the saying, “No rest for the weary” applied here.

I could see her lips moving, but the only things I heard were the sounds that a house makes when the wind is blowing outside, at night. My brain wasn’t functioning on many high levels, but the lower levels of Mike Ross were appreciating the view. The young woman, maybe in her early twenties, moved around the foot of the bed, and shimmered a bit, which helped my muzzy brain confirm that this wasn’t the usual naked-girl dream, and I might actually be awake, looking at a ghost. The dream ones just didn’t glow like that.

That was a sobering thought. I leaned over the side of the bed and snatched my sword. “I can’t hear you unless we are in physical contact and I’m not letting you near me until I’m certain we’re alone. Let’s do this nice and easy and not wake the rest of the house. Are you here alone?”

The unclothed woman visibly sighed and nodded her head. She honestly looked a bit on the irritated side.

I held my injured arm out to her and lowered the sword to my side. “Just touch my hand. It stings a little, so lightly if you please.”

“Would you like me to fix that for you?”

“Beg pardon?”

“Try not to scream. This will likely hurt.” She stuck her finger into her mouth, licked it in a rather disturbing fashion, and then stuck her finger into my non-functional ear.

The last thing I’d heard out of that ear was the IED blast in Iraq. Right then I heard another pop and a squishy sound like water being poured, but all of that paled in comparison to the pain I was experiencing – it was like the usual ghost electric shock, amplified to Taser levels.

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