Lovecraft Ezine Megapack 2014 by Price Robert M

Author:Price, Robert M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: story, short, ezine, author, science, horror, writer, cthulu, literary, artwork, art, fiction, lovecraft
Publisher: Lovecraft eZine Press
Published: 2015-07-29T16:00:00+00:00

“You did it, didn’t you?” the hospital chair squeaked below Leary as he adjusted himself, “You broke through, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” I said, “I think so.” I was going to nod, but realized it still hurt too much.

“Damn, you boys are too smart for your own good!” Leary said, and laughed that laugh of his that always sounded like something he pulled out of an old drawer on certain occasions.

“What happened to Lissner?” I managed to ask.

“Ah, he’s all right. Matter-of-fact he checked out of here a few hours ago. Guess those Germans are like cockroaches: hard to kill.”

Leary got up from his chair.

“Now, don’t get me wrong, we’re all very happy that you two are alive,” he said, “but all the equipment is trashed. No one’s going to get any useful readings out of them. No one’s saying that’s your fault, but it sure would be nice if we had something to show for it. Prove to Willis and the higher-ups that this hasn’t all just been a waste of tax-payers’ money, you know. Lissner claims he was unconscious the whole time, so it rests on you, Randy. Whatever you saw, if you saw anything at all, is going to have a whole lot of pull with the money men. Might determine whether the William James Project gets a second chance, or if we wrap it up now.”

“I don’t know . . . .” I said. Part of me wanted to confide in Leary, to share what I had seen with someone, but it would sound as if I was mad. Maybe I was. I figured no one else had seen the thing that had come through, and that it had gone back to whatever sunless world had spawned it. Or maybe it was still out there somewhere, trapped in an unfamiliar world. I didn’t know which was worse. It hurt to think about it, like a smoldering chunk of coal behind my forehead, and I just wanted to bury the hurt and the memory somewhere far, far away where I would never have to go again.

“I’m sorry,” I managed, “It’s all a blur.”

Leary stared out the window at the desert landscape.

Then he smacked his lips. It was hard to tell if he was annoyed with me, it was always hard to tell what really went on behind his jovial good-old-boy humor and those cold, calculating eyes of his.

“Yeah, well,” he said and turned to me again, “You should thank me. I’ve convinced Willis to let you take a few days off. The white coats are stepping over each other’s toes to get to talk to you first, but I told them to leave you alone. Go spend some time with your family. And if you remember anything — anything at all — you call me, okay?”

The door flew open and Marion and Junior entered in a flurry of worried smiles and loving concern.

I felt myself disappear in Marion’s golden locks as she planted big, wet kisses on my cheeks and on my mouth, and when she straightened up again Leary was gone.

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