Dismember by Pyle Daniel

Author:Pyle, Daniel [Pyle, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Blood Brothers Publishing
Published: 2010-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

After plenty of running and scrambling through the undergrowth, he reached a road. He’d never been this far. Not since…before. He stopped and wondered how long it would be before someone drove by. If someone would drive by.

Does he really think I won’t run?

Who cares what he thinks. This is your chance. Finally. The best chance you’ve ever had.

He touched the sides of his throat. It felt like there were still fingers there choking the life out of him. He gritted his teeth and thought about walking up the road. But he was tired from chopping, from running, from choking. He decided to wait.

There were no cars for fifteen minutes at least, judging by the sun. When he did eventually hear an approaching motor, he wasn’t sure if it was a hundred feet away or a mile. Hard to tell. Sound had a funny way of carrying up here.

He’d been sitting with his back to a tree. Now, he got up and hurried onto the road. He stood there with his hands over his head, ready to wave down the motorist, ready to scream for help as loudly as his throbbing throat would allow and beg for a ride to the nearest police station.

I’d just find another boy, Mr. Boots had said.

Dave lowered his hands. He imagined a station wagon with two small boys in back. He imagined Mr. Boots grabbing one of the boys and dragging him back to the room with no windows, tossing him on the not-bed of blankets, pressing his wormy lips against the boy’s ears and…

No. You can’t think like that. It’s not your problem. You’ve got to get while the getting’s good.

Dave thought he might be able to live with himself if he ran, might be able to pretend Mr. Boots would never find himself another boy, that the authorities with their guns and their handcuffs and their sharp-toothed dogs would hunt him down and lock him away.

Yeah right. If you run, he’ll be long gone by morning. He’ll find a new place to hole up, find a new boy, a new choke toy.

Or maybe not. Maybe he’d be too busy hunting Dave down, peeking in windows and picking locks.

And that was what Dave was really afraid of: spending the rest of his life looking over his shoulder, jumping at shadows, screaming anytime anyone closed a door or put on a pair of heavy boots.

What choice do you have? It’s either run and be scared or stay and be terrorized. Lose lose.

Dave rubbed his throat.

I’d just find another boy, he’d said, to replace you.

The car was getting closer. The buzzing of its motor became a grumbling. Dave looked toward the trees, up the road, back at the trees.

He remembered another car. A station wagon. He wanted to run down the road, meet the approaching car, see if it was his mom and dad and brother and dog. But then he remembered the moose, the crash, Mr. Boots. And he remembered the rotting corpses.

Replace you.

The grumbling became a roaring.

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