The Physics Of The Dead - A Supernatural Mystery Novel by Luke Smitherd

Author:Luke Smitherd [Smitherd, Luke]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-04-13T23:00:00+00:00

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“Oh, I've seen this one before-”

“Ssssh!! I haven't.”

Hart had come back from a brief walk. It was several days after they'd holed up in the 'safe house', and even though Hart thought the coast wasn't entirely clear with The Beast yet, he didn't like to stay in one place so long. If there was one thing all of the Guests shared, it was restlessness, although Bowler didn't seem to have it as badly as the others. Give him something to amuse himself with-a good programme, a group of people conversing, a film, a radio show, a football match-and he seemed able to lose himself in it and forget his situation in a way that Hart never could. Bowler would never understand how much Hart envied him that.

Still, Hart had been careful, and watchful as he walked, and had made it back in one piece to find Bowler sat with the house's true resident, the person they'd first dubbed The Fat Man, although observation of his mail when it came through the door revealed his name to be Terry. Bowler still called him The Fat Man. Terry was in Hart and Bowler's favourite part of the house, the den. Terry-or someone-had done a good job of converting the basement, so much so you wouldn't know it hadn't originally been a room, despite its cramped size and fairly low ceiling. As far as dens go there wasn't much to it, though given its dimensions there wasn't a lot you could do. White plastered walls, a few wooden shelves adorned with novelty pint glasses and holiday souvenirs (stuffed animals with t-shirts saying 'SAN ANTONIO', little men with googly eyes made out of sea shells) and small photo frames of Terry, his wife and various friends arranged next to a few small pub trophies. The single bulb in the ceiling lit a brown carpet, mostly covered by two armchairs, a mini beer fridge and a large flatscreen TV in the corner. The back wall sported a large mural that they'd soon discovered was actually painted by Terry's wife. Despite it being his den, Terry was immensely proud of it (they'd only learned this when he’d pointed out the artist’s identity to one of his friends; they'd pointed out that yes, he'd told them before.) Hart thought it was very touching.

The flat screen TV was currently showing Millionaire, and although Hart would of course normally be glad to see this, he was disappointed that, as he'd previously stated, he'd seen this one, and even more so that there was still a good half an hour of the show to go. Bowler was engrossed as usual, and so would be no good for conversation until the ad break. Fortunately though, Bowler had taken the floor for some reason, leaving the second armchair free next to Terry himself, who was sat in his work shirt and trousers. Home early today, thought Hart.

Hart settled himself into the empty chair, and was quiet. He was happy to be patient

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