Frankenstein: The Legacy by Christopher Schildt

Author:Christopher Schildt [Schildt, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Horror
ISBN: 9780743434539
Google: UMpDa_h972cC
Amazon: 0743434536
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2001-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Afraid? No, I wasn’t afraid, I was terrified! To know that she was out there—somewhere. So I vowed to put an end to this catastrophe by finding her the next morning. I climbed a hill in the predawn hours and moved cautiously through the woods. The hills of Connecticut from the background were still wrapped in their night robes of mist when I set out. A morning breeze shook the sleep from the pines; their drooping green limbs curled and ruffled in the wind.

A journey into the tangled woods of Waterford is very much like a journey through life, Father. The miracle of life is that each new day brings fresh hope—for atonement, redemption, or a new direction to lead a straying soul home. It gives the soul boundless pleasure to perceive the main path after being hopelessly tangled in a labyrinth of misguided pursuits. But it also brings many false paths, or ones that lead nowhere.

The weather and visibility were both on my side, once the mist cleared away. It seemed as if nature was pleased with me, for once. In a small clearing I chained a sheep I had stolen from a neighboring farm to a tree for bait, then waited ever so patiently in the brush with my father’s rifle—well, truthfully, my rifle now. . . .

Then finally I heard the sheep cry out. I quietly put my finger against the cold steel trigger and closed my left eye. I braced my left elbow atop my knee.

And then I saw her, scurrying toward the animal on all fours.

Linda was still dressed in bandages, but they were torn and blood soaked. She jumped toward the sheep, and I squeezed the trigger. . . .

A shot fired out like a crack of thunder. The hills in the background re-echoed the shot that I fired, and I saw Linda take a spin, her left hand clutching the opposite shoulder.

She screamed.

Just as I would always remember the moment I first met Linda in the admiral’s office in Anchorage, I also will always remember that blood-chilling scream.

As she attempted to run from the clearing, I put a second shot into her leg. She still tried to crawl away on the surface of the snow-covered ground. That’s when I finally made my approach.

When I stood over her, she hissed back at me. I pointed the rifle to her forehead. But before I squeezed off that last shot that would shatter her head and put an end to such a miserable existence, I said, “Forgive me Linda, please.”

Then I closed my eyes.

I pulled the trigger.

It was finally over.

Then I looked for him. I was sure he’d be somewhere close by. But no, I didn’t see him, not when I picked Linda up and put her over my shoulder, and not when I carried her to that deserted barn where I had revived her.

When I arrived at his secret place, I set Linda down in the middle of the room where all of modern technology surrounded us.

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