Red Litten World by Alexander K. M

Author:Alexander, K. M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. M. Alexander
Published: 2015-10-05T16:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

JUST LIKE THAT, THE GARGOYLE WAS GONE. I blinked. I had seen them pull a similar trick before but never so suddenly. I swallowed and looked again. My eyes weren’t lying—the thing was gone.

I stood on my toes, tried to see if I could spot any more of their pointed hoods in the crowd. Nothing. Just the swell of people. Was its presence somehow connected to the riots, or was it merely observing and passing messages?

Police in riot gear were overwhelming the crowd. Arrests were now being made. I could hear the sound of sirens. I moved away from the mass in front of the cannery. My breathing was sharp and a numbness washed over me. I collapsed, my back to a brick wall. I tried to catch my breath. This was madness. First, the march to the cannery, then the assault on the police, and then seeing everyone turn on each other. The hunger madness had spread like a wild fire. All-consuming.

A bloodied dimanian couple came around the corner and collapsed near me. They were wearing heavy coats and gloves. The man had a knit cap with two holes punched through for his sizable, twisting horns. His lips and right eye were bleeding. The woman seemed unscathed.

“Why did they shoot like that? Why?” the man cried. Big tears ran down his face. The woman tried to console him, mumbling words of comfort as they caught their breath.

“Brick,” I finally managed to say. “Someone threw a brick.”

The man looked up, shook his head. “No. Why? That doesn’t make sense.”

He was clearly in shock. His hands were shaking.

“We were down on Twenty-Second,” said the woman. “We stepped out of the shop to see what was happening and just... got swept up. So many people...”

“Is he shot?” I asked.

She shook her head. “Glass. Someone threw a bottle. He’s okay. The cut’s shallow.”

“The police are going to round up anyone who sticks around,” I said, pushing myself off the sidewalk. “You should go home, or find a place to hole-up.”

“But we didn’t do anything.”

“Why did they shoot like that?” the man asked again, dazed. He looked from me to the woman with a confused expression. “I don’t understand.”

“It doesn’t matter,” I said to her. I watched as more people emerged from around the corner. Some were bloody, others coughed and stumbled.

I could hear the bullhorn-enhanced voice of an officer shouting orders. A few more gunshots followed and the couple jolted.

“This is a mess. Get out of here if you can.”

The woman nodded and helped the man to his feet.

I got moving myself.

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