The Molting: The Complete Four Book Series by C.A. Gleason

Author:C.A. Gleason [Gleason, C.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C.A. Gleason
Published: 2021-05-30T22:00:00+00:00

MOLTERPOCALYPSE

CHAPTER 1

Wind found its way through the woods far more easily than in previous months, exploring, naturally testing boundaries, doing its best to worm wherever it could, intent on bringing the strength and denseness of the trees to the ground for primitive reasoning. The wind blew against him, too, with powerful blustery gusts, but he could also hear it in the distance, a blind brute angry that it was unable to go wherever it wished whenever it wished, howling its frustration. Although there was still snow, it was melting, and the many drips coming off branches almost looked like a slow rain.

Radio contact had already been established. Doreen knew his location and was keeping her radio on. She was also ready to defend herself and Heike while he was away. Jonah had convinced her to keep her snub-nose revolver in a holster on the coat rack next to the door. Easy access to a weapon when he wasn’t home. Heike respected weapons, was comfortable around them, and wouldn’t mess with it or the rocket launcher. Heike carried her own pistol now anyway.

Doreen had told him something before he went; she’d said not to let his nightmares control his days. Her tone was almost as if she’d cursed by accident. He understood what she meant. She simply longed for everything to be normal, but he couldn’t live that way. Couldn’t allow any of them to. Not yet. His fears kept them alive. That was a fact. He knew what his nightmares meant—especially the worst one with the ocean of blood. He was well aware of the power of the subconscious. Every now and then, it pushed forward muddled—but accurate—information, often wrapped in a layer of confusion until it was deciphered.

Jonah’s subconscious had been doing its best to show him his worst fear and for good reason because there was truth in the creature that emerged from all that briny blood, the one that had looked to be part Molter and part Behemoth at the same time. Even though the nightmare had been months ago he still thought of it often. It had meant the creatures were evolving, changing, and also that humans were on the brink of extinction.

Although that was undoubtedly true, or would be soon, it wouldn’t happen to his people as long as there was blood in Jonah’s veins. And he was sure he wasn’t the only one who felt that way. People didn’t relent easily. Or quietly. Most had a lot of fight in them, and most of them weren’t even aware of what they were capable of until it was time to act.

Wearing NVGs allowed him to stalk them because they were so close. He wasn’t sure how they had slipped through his regimented clearing. Probably related to his latest hypotheses, how they’d evolved and no longer served a Behemoth, but it didn’t matter how exactly they had gotten through. They had. Molters didn’t hunt as much while there was snow on the ground, so whenever winter began its slide toward spring, they were far more active.

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