Point Pleasant by Wood Jen Archer

Author:Wood, Jen Archer [Wood, Jen Archer]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Illustrated Novel, Svetlana Fictionalfriend, Gay Romance, Jen Archer Wood, Horror, The Mothman, LGBT, Bisexual Lead, Interstitial Fiction, West Virginia, Point Pleasant, Bisexual Romance
Publisher: Jen Archer Wood
Published: 2013-09-03T06:00:00+00:00

Three hours later, Tucker took a break and urged Ben to do the same. They stood in a hole that was almost six feet in depth and width. Tucker winced when he tried to climb out.

“Here, I’ll give you a boost,” Ben said.

He bent down and laced his fingers together. Tucker put his right foot into Ben’s palms and pulled himself up and out of the pit while Ben pushed. Ben gripped at the side and pulled himself up with a little help from Tucker. They stood on the concrete of the factory floor, panting for breath and wiping at their brows.

“This is a young man’s game,” Tucker said after he took a draught of whiskey. “My back ain’t cut out for this.”

“You take a while, I’ll keep going,” Ben said.

Tucker flumped against one of the nearby machines and had another swig of whiskey. “Maybe Sheriff’ll show up, give you a break.” Tucker spoke the words with ease, but his tone was filled with a derisiveness that bristled at Ben’s nerves.

Ben pulled out his phone. It was after one o’clock, and he scowled to see that he had no missed calls or messages.

“Where the fuck is he?” Ben muttered as he dialed Nicholas’ number for the fourth time that day.

Ben prepared to leave a message on the third ring, but Nicholas answered.

“Ben??”

“Nic, where the hell are you?”

“I can’t talk, there’s a situation.”

“What situation?”

“Where are you?” Nicholas asked, ignoring Ben’s question.

“The factory, we’ve been digging all morning. What’s happening?”

“Explosion,” Nicholas replied. “I have to go but listen—” His words were severed as the line went dead.

“Nic?”

Ben checked his phone and saw he had lost signal. “Fuck!”

“What’s happened?” Tucker asked, moving closer.

Ben shook his head and held his phone up to try and get at least one bar. “He said there was an explosion.”

“Where?” Tucker demanded.

“I don’t know, the call was cut. Fuck you, AT&T!” Ben howled in frustration as he waved his phone around at varying heights without result.

Tucker sported an uneasy frown, and Ben raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Just thinking, it’s been awful quiet ‘round here given what we came in expecting.”

“I know,” Ben replied.

“What if your friend out there’s keeping it away so we can work? And by the time we’re done, the thing we’re trying to stop will have already happened?”

Ben shook his head and sighed. “I don’t know, Tucker.”

Tucker passed the whiskey flask, and Ben took it with a curt but grateful smile.

The heat of the whiskey as it rushed down his throat was a welcome respite from the cold that had burned his lungs since they first entered the factory. He tossed the flask to Tucker and returned to the pit. He dropped inside, picked up the shovel, and resumed digging while Tucker watched from above.

“We’ve dug pretty deep,” Tucker observed.

“Yep,” Ben replied as he heaved a shovelful of dirt upwards.

“If it was buried five hundred years ago, I don’t even know how far we’ll have to dig. Considering the growth rate of vegetation from the forest

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