Evil Jester Digest, Vol.2 by Peter Giglio (Editor)

Author:Peter Giglio (Editor) [Giglio, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Anthologies & Literary Collections, General, Genre Fiction, Horror, Anthologies & Literature Collections, Anthologies
ISBN: 0615735444
Amazon: B00ADVLLGI
Publisher: Evil Jester Press
Published: 2012-11-26T05:00:00+00:00

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Sammy felt the sand on his cheek and above his eye. Pain cycled through his body in waves. “Kill me,” he said as Danny leaned over him. “Hurts too much. Just do what you’re going to do?”

Danny frowned. “Oh, no,” he said. “You ain’t getting off that easy, kiddo. Got something here that’ll make you feel a gazillion times better.”

He creaked his head to the side, motioning Von and Solo to drag the woman up towards Sam. “I’ll take it from here,” he said. “Gracias.”

The woman faced Sam, and they looked each other in the eye. Danny dove down on the girl and jumped back up.

For a brief moment, it looked as though he hadn’t done anything. But blood soon gushed from her throat.

“She’s bleeding out, homie,” Danny said. “You gonna let her die slow, or do you want to take care of her?” His voice lowered an octave. “You know you want to taste her.”

“No,” Sammy said. “I’m not...like that.”

Danny bent down, grabbed the woman’s shoulders and lifted her. He dropped her in front of Sam. “Guess I gotta spoon feed her to ya, don’t I?”

Her blood flowed into the sand, and Sam could smell the minerals and sustenance—it made the ache in his head and body worsen. His lips and throat felt dry—his whole being felt dry.

Sammy needed her blood.

He managed to crawl a few inches. She’d closed her eyes, which made him a little more comfortable about doing what he had to.

“That’s it.” Danny hovered over him with his arms crossed. “Go on. Taste it.” Von and Solo walked up beside Danny and watched Sammy. He could sense them lingering over him.

The girl’s torn flesh stopped gushing. He clearly saw the wound, which was curiously luminescent. It reminded him of how the FLIR saw body heat, except that it was his eyes that were doing it and not some fancy technology.

Her complexion was young and burnt brown. Her jet-black hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

What am I doing? I came here to help people. I’m not a monster like this.

His neck went stiff and the pain inside his skull increased.

Do it, he thought. She’s already dead. Go along with it. They’ll probably kill you if you don’t. You can report them tomorrow. But he didn’t believe what he was thinking.

Sam wanted to drink—to eat.

He shook his head back and forth a few times, grazing her wound like a tentative lover.

Don’t know if I can.

I don’t know.

Licking at his teeth, he found they’d changed into sharp, pointed things.

How did this happen to me?

He shut his eyes, opened wide, latched on, and sucked warm, milky blood onto his tongue. For a moment, his headache worsened.

Then everything turned clear.

His body stopped hurting.

After the final drops bled out onto his tongue, Sammy rolled onto his back and looked up at the starry night. His headache was replaced by a drunken buzz. All he wanted was to sleep. Near him, he looked at the dried husk.

“You drained her nice. She’s good and ready for America now.

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