Demontouched by Douglas Wayne

Author:Douglas Wayne
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Sword & Sorcery, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Metaphysical & Visionary, Horror, Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, Paranormal & Urban, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2015-04-03T07:00:00+00:00

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The loud ring of my Metallica ringtone wakes me up. I stumble around and pull the phone out of my pocket.

It’s Nal.

“Nancy told me you ran out of the hospital in a hurry. Everything good on your end?”

“Yep. Shit’s under control. I left a mess in the hallway somewhere near the maternity ward.”

“They had the balls to come down here?”

I fill him in on all the details from yesterday from the conditions at the corner to Shawn’s cleaved skull.

“Thanks for getting Nancy out of there. She said you are going to get the others.”

“Yeah, as soon as I take a few aspirin, I’ll be on my way.”

“I’m heading down to the hospital later today to pick her up. Going to pay their friend a visit while I’m there.” Something tells me ole Randy won’t be making a speedy recovery after all.

I hang up the phone and pull myself off of the floor. I shutdown the computer before Sara wakes up. The last thing I need is for her to see what I had been up to the night before.

Walking into the kitchen, I start a pot of coffee and then grab a bottle of pills off the counter and take a few.

“When are we going to the motel?” Sara walks in and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

“As soon as I get my coffee and pack my gear.”

“Why do you need your gear? It’s not like we are going against a demon.” She grabs the pot and pours us both a cup.

“I hate leaving the dead unmarked. Every soul that doesn’t make it into purgatory is one that can come back to cause trouble later. I was caught with my pants down yesterday at the hospital.” I take a drink. “That won’t happen again.”

Most of the survivors don’t understand the war we are in. They just believe that God took the good ones and left the rest of us here to carry on. In reality, God took the good ones to get them the fuck out of the hell he is about to unleash here on Earth. The ones he left were the ones that didn’t believe. Unfortunately for us, that puts the odds square into the assholes’ court.

I take a long, hot shower before heading to my den to stock up. I pull out the clerical shirt and collar I picked up from an abandoned church a few months ago. Clothes became hard to come by after the Rising.

Most commodities did. I figured since the churches were going to be empty for the foreseeable future that they wouldn’t miss them. As an added bonus they allow people to let down their guard around me. A fatal mistake if you are on my shit list.

Next, I pack a dozen vials of holy water, grab a few crosses, my knife, and put an extra pocket edition of the bible in my pants pocket. As a final touch I strap Tamiel’s blade to my belt. This is as ready as I was ever going to be.

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