Monster Till Midnight by E.J. Russell

Author:E.J. Russell [Russell, E.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Reality Optional Press
Published: 2018-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

Rej offered Brady what he hoped was an encouraging smile. The poor guy deserved enormous respect. Not many people in Alpha Prime two-niner could have accepted the situation with such relative calm, let alone agreed to help. This thread was notorious for its peculiar combination of skepticism and hysteria.

“Let’s take a look at wherever you found that costume.”

Brady nodded, the pumpkin wobbling on his shoulders. “The attic. There’s a bunch of stuff up there.”

The hair lifted on Rej’s nape. “What sort of stuff?”

“Furniture, rolled-up carpets, old trunks.” Brady patted his vest. “This tux was on a tailor’s dummy, and the… well… mask was on a shelf directly over it.”

“Can you take me up there?”

“Um…” Brady scratched the top of his head, near the curl of the pumpkin stem. “I think? The stairs are pretty narrow. It was a challenge to get this thing down in the first place.” He straightened his shoulders. “But I’ll try.”

Rej patted Brady’s arm, wishing once again that he could get a little closer. “Good man.”

Brady led the way up the stairs to the second floor. He pointed to a narrow doorway at the end of the landing. “That leads to the attic.”

Rej glanced from the door to the width of Brady’s head. “Yeah. I can see it would be a tight fit. If you would rather stay down here—”

“No. This is my house now. I need to know what else might be lying in wait for me.” He marched over and opened the door, which creaked ominously. “You know, I laughed about that noise at first. I thought it was perfect for a haunted house. Pretty stupid, huh?”

“Not stupid. It’s completely understandable to be delighted when something lives up to your dreams and expectations.”

Brady cast a quick glance at Rej, his eyes flaring with—could that be heat as opposed to simple light? “That’s… exactly what it was. Although now I’m thinking I should just break out the WD-40 and call it a day, you know?”

He flipped a light switch on the wall and tried to step through the doorway, uttering a muffled curse when his head caught on the door frame. When he turned sideways, though, he was able to squeeze through, since the pumpkin wasn’t as wide back-to-front as it was side-to-side. Once past the door, the stairwell walls widened, and he could face front to climb the stairs—giving Rej another perfect view of his incredible backside.

Focus. The poor guy’s got enough to worry about without me hitting on him.

When Brady reached the top, he stood aside to let Rej step up beside him.

“Wow.” Rej stared around him, his mouth ajar. The place was packed with shelves and boxes and trunks galore—lining the walls, tucked into alcoves, even suspended from the ceiling.

“I know, right? Who knows what I'll discover up here? It’s like a dragon’s hoard.” Brady propped his fists on his hips. “Or maybe just a hoarder’s hoard, considering the jumble, but still.”

Despite the apparent clutter, though, Rej could detect a definite organizational pattern—one intended to look random, which was one of Gorvenath’s signatures.

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