Escaping Midnight (What Goes On in the Walls at Night Book 3) by Andrew Schrader

Author:Andrew Schrader [Schrader, Andrew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780578499581
Publisher: Bad People Publications
Published: 2019-05-30T18:30:00+00:00

After we’d finished with the girl, Red took her outside and ended it. That’s all I have to say on the subject.

Croakman sat on the floor, hands behind his back.

The others, they didn’t believe in “the practice”—in the power of the blood. But I made sure to drink a little, straight from the hearts. The best way to do this is to open up the chest and lick it. If you do that, you won’t go crazy. It’s an old superstition, but I believed it. Still do. Red and Joseph didn’t. They didn’t lick the hearts.

Joseph shot himself five or six years later. We lost touch after the war ended, but I heard he was having a hard time adjusting. The country was celebrating the victory, but he was off drinking. Someone found him up there on Dinosaur Hill, under the oak tree, covered in leaves. It was autumn.

Red hung on a long time, ‘til about ten years ago when the government spilled the beans with their announcement. I don’t know if Red felt guilty, necessarily, when he heard, but it definitely don’t help one’s state of mind to discover they played a part in destroying the world. Then again, who could have guessed the Martians had come to help us escape from this rock before the solar flare comes two years from now.

Do I feel guilty? You keep asking me the same thing. Why? Is it gonna change anything? No. So stop asking.

I wasn’t the only one who did the killing—there were millions of us. That’s why there’s never been any war tribunals. We’re all in on it, you got that? What does it matter now that the planet’s almost dead?

Huh? You’ll have to speak up. . . .

What happened to Croakman’s wife?

Hell, I don’t know. She was away on a trip at the time. She prolly remarried someone else after she heard the news. Did she have more kids? Word was, they were expecting at the time.

As for how old her grandkids might be, I don’t know that either. Prolly about your age. How old are you? Thirty-three? Sounds about right.

It’s funny, but . . .

You kind of look like him a bit. Croakman. It’s in the face. The shape of it . . .

Hey, be careful with that knife . . . It ain’t something to play with . . .

Wait, what did you say your last name was?

And what’s that you’re doing with your eyes?

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