Grayland: Chapter Three of the Dark Chicago Series by David Ghilardi

Author:David Ghilardi [Ghilardi, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-12-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Humans reek. He smelt them before he heard them. Humans stank in this new century. Eating processed food-stufffs prepared by machines, these beings were terribly out of balance, overweight and slow-witted. Animals, he thought. Man had devolved into unfiit animals. Resting in the earth, listening to the world turn, Gray had become convinced that the human race was fiinished. Ready for its new frontier, to take one giant leap forward into their graves. Time for the strong to rule.

Nature was playing havoc with his senses. He’d paused for prey a block back, thought he smelled a young female. Gray could have used her blood. Massive gusts made divining the scents more difffiicult. It was a good thing the stinking peasants were so plentiful. His black eyes looked around. Every house held families, many fat bags of meat and blood to sustain him for months. Especially children, he mused. The very young contained the richest blood of all. Gray had developed a keen taste for mewling youth. The iron and rich proteins in their blood were like the best vintage of Cabernet.

Gray looked forward to sampling the wares. He’d made an executive decision cutting ties to that feckless idiot who’d been newly made through Erna’s hapless mistake. Gray had always prided himself on keeping close grips on the servants who helped him. But he’d thought it was time to cut chafff from wheat. Gray smirked as he kicked a buried metal container out of his way.

Let the useless fool cause as much carnage as he could in the area. Once the sun returned, that unholy orb in the sky, another loose end would be severed. Gray caressed the onyx cube in his deep pocket. The damned thing was warm, growing hot. What kind of world would it be with those demons? Where would he stand in their pecking order.

He wondered if he had the vision to lead them, then everything around him became blotted out by a white squall. Gray stopped mid-alley, adjusting his bearings. His senses reached out. Smoke, rancid swill that was close to what he remembered as beer, all these scents blew towards him. To his right, there was a home with barricaded windows on the second floor, lights on the fiirst dimly gleaned through yellowed curtains. Ice was permeating his sight, he thought he’d seen someone adjust the fabric covering the back window. It was impossible to tell. The huge man was hungry, willing to take a chance. His right arm braced upon the seven foot chain link fence blocking him from egress. It was bolted to steel poles, snow piled high against it. Gray leaned his considerable bulk upon the middle shaft, slowly forcing the entire fence to lay down into the yard.

He moved on. One thing he’d not counted on, was the constant need for nourishing blood to revive him. And the resistance itself. Sleeping in the earth for decades had given Gray the chance to listen. Learning by hearing the world around him had caught him up to speed.

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