Jason X: Death Moon by Alex Johnson

Author:Alex Johnson [Johnson, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Horror
ISBN: 9781844162734
Google: hQ93AAAACAAJ
Amazon: 1844162737
Publisher: Black Flame
Published: 2005-09-14T12:00:00+00:00

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April Carlson looked worried. "I don't know about this. I'm beginning to have second thoughts."

Wendy rolled her eyes. "No. You're not allowed."

Little bitch. When was she going to shape up, shut up, and learn a little attitude readjustment?

"Seriously Wendy, maybe we should just stick with the program."

"The program? What program? Oh, you mean the Moon Camp Americana itinerary? That Mind Camp shit?"

Fractal parasites effortlessly glaze the text.

"Well, yeah. Only I think it's called Mein Kampf."

"After the famous Negro, I mean NeoAfrican-American, baseball star?"

"No, after the man who took so much speed he thought he was God, and convinced a generation of righteous Germans to abandon all moral instincts and go shoulder to shoulder against the Jews."

"Fuck that. I mean, who's going to be enforcing that shit anyway? It's all for show."

"I wouldn't worry myself too much about it."

"So what are we going to do about the German?"

"Fuck the German. I don't care. Come on."

"Oh," said April. "You mean like, fuck the Roman Empire!"

"Basically what it wound up in the end," muttered Wendy. "Goth barbarians."

Wendy pulled April down the hatch. Above them, the floors effortlessly closed. They walked beneath the wall of sphinxes. And it was dark indeed.

"Shouldn't we at least have brought some light?" April stage whispered.

"Hush, little bitch," Wendy said affectionately. The whelp would pull back, and she'd bring her forward. Just to the point of not strangling her. Too hard, anyway.

"So you've got that taken care of."

"I do indeed," Wendy said. She dug in her jacket pocket, pulled out two glowsticks.

"You brought glowsticks?"

"Well, they're not just any glowsticks, love. Just crack one of these puppies. You'll see."

April took one of the tubes. She bent it over her knee experimentally. Immediately, a beam of light began to grow around them, expanding like a ray full of bubbles.

"See, we only need one. I'm going to keep the other in reserve. Just in case. They've got a great shelf life, but you know this NAR government-standard shit."

"Where did you get those things?"

"A girl must preserve her sense of mystery," Wendy said softly.

"Look, some steps leading down."

"Where? What? I don't see anything."

"Right in front of you, silly."

(Grave birds, spread your wings.)

April looked. "Oh, I see." The shadows were uncomfortably goddamn close.

"Well what are you waiting for?"

April shrugged, put out a tentative foot into the darkness. Nothing snapped back at her. A good sign, if negative. She took the next step.

Wendy followed, bathing them in a swathe of glowlight.

"Why do I always have to lead the way?"

Wendy laughed. "'Cause you're my canary, that's why."

"What the fuck do you mean by that?"

"Hush, doll. Let me explain. Years ago, back in Prevac times, they used to mine coal. That was before matter compilers, of course. Anyway, coal miners always kept a bird in a cage. If the bird croaked, they knew that their air was running out."

"So I'm the bird?" asked April warily.

"This canary? I thought that was just a color!"

"Well, you're sure not the fucking sphinx."

April sighed. "Okay, okay. Hey, look!"

Wendy swung the beam up.

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