Rough Way to the High Way by Kelly Mack McCoy

Author:Kelly Mack McCoy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction/Christian/Suspense
Publisher: Elm Hill
Published: 2018-12-18T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

TIME AND ETERNITY—THE ROUGH WAY

Saturday, 9:30 P.M.

Mack leaned in toward the hitchhiker and steered his wheel to the shoulder. Time slowed to a crawl. The blast turned a still, quiet night into a crackling cacophony as the rig’s window glass shattered like a cheap vase. Projectiles shot through his cab as Mack’s world went blank.

Saturday, 9:31 P.M.

He felt his body leaving his rig and then lost all sense of direction as he spun away from his Pete and descended into a wide hole. Mack clawed his hands into the side of its wall and slid to an abrupt stop. He listened as dislodged rocks bounced off before falling silently into the abyss. Casting a glance into the chasm, he watched the murky grey about him darken into a coal-black nothingness.

Mack looked up to see a piercing, bright light that stabbed into the darkness. He scratched and scraped as he struggled to reach the light but lost a step for every one gained on the slippery surface. As he stared into the light, he caught the image of a body plunging down into the hole.

The hitchhiker tore at the face of the glaze-like surface as he descended. Mack grabbed the man’s hand while digging his own fingers into the wall with his free hand. The momentum of the falling man pulled Mack down with him until his hold stopped the fall.

The two men hung suspended between the darkness below and the ray of light from above for some time. Silence filled the void now, save for a faint wheezing sound as the men gasped air and then exhaled with a woeful noise of men without hope.

The hitchhiker looked at Mack as his fingers slipped away one by one. His hand spread open toward the light as he descended. Mack watched the man turn as if drawn into a vortex. It was not the face of the hitchhiker he saw, but the face of his father, spinning around and around until lost in the depths below.

Mack grasped his hand back onto the wall and brought his forehead to the wall with a thud. He sobbed. But he stopped at once upon hearing a sound like steps coming from beneath him. He felt the wall shake in cadence with the sound until fingers like serpents slithered around his ankle. He turned to look at the hand, followed the arm to the body of a man, and then stared into the face of Dr. Hashim.

Dr. Hashim smiled when Mack caught his eye. But his face melted away as if made of wax, revealing another face: a face that was not smiling, could not smile, a face devoid of all compassion and mercy. The creature (for it was a creature and could not rightly be called a man now) returned Mack’s stare from eyes of wrath filled with fire.

Mack’s grip gave way, sending him spiraling into the void. He shot his hand upward as if reaching for a lifeline and looked at the light. The light shrank in size to a pinhead and then disappeared, leaving Mack enveloped in darkness.

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