The Surge by Willow Rose

Author:Willow Rose [Rose, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: BUOY MEDIA LLC
Published: 2017-10-10T06:00:00+00:00

Part Four

Make up your mind

Chapter Fifty-Five

Ridge Manor, Florida

"There's something on the roof."

Irene looked at Josh. Josh could hear it too. He was still going a hundred and ten down State Road 50 towards the swamps. He could see the big trees in the distance and knew they weren't far now.

"There it was again," Irene said.

Josh heard it too but didn't say anything. He accelerated further, hoping whatever it was on their roof wouldn't be able to hold on properly and would eventually fall off.

But it didn't happen. There was more movement on the roof and Josh's heart rate was soon the one going a hundred and ten.

"You think it's one of them?" Irene asked.

He did. He was certain it was, but he didn't want to say it. He didn't have to. Seconds later, they knew, when the soldier stuck his hand (or talon) down and reached inside Irene's window.

"Oh, my God," Irene yelled and threw herself towards Josh. "Look at those fingers. What are they? Claws?"

"I don't know," Josh said, looking for another tree that might knock this thing off, but there were none in sight. Instead, he threw the car from side to side with fast movements, trying to get the bastard to fall off. Irene whined and held onto the handle under the ceiling. The clawed hand disappeared.

"Did we lose him?" Josh asked.

They both listened. A loud bump from above told them they hadn't.

"He's still there," Irene said.

Josh cursed and grumbled. They were so close now, so close to the swamps where he knew he would be able to hide even if these creatures found their way in there. If anyone could, it was Josh. It was where he used to go as a teenager when his parents fought or when Joanna fought with them. At first, he would try to calm them down, asking them to stop; he would dance if he had to or make promises of doing the dishes for months or cleaning the bathrooms, but if that didn't help, then there was only one place he could find the peace he so longed for. Waist deep in the swamp water with a fishing pole in his hand. Out there, no one would argue, no one would be angry or yell. There would be nothing but silence. Just him and Mother Nature.

"I'll get rid of him," he said as he turned the wheel forcefully and began zigzagging down the road. There wasn't a car in sight, so it didn't matter that he often drove into the opposite lane. He wasn't risking hitting anyone.

The soldier stuck his head down and peeked inside Irene's window. Irene let out an ear-piercing scream.

"Josh. He's right there. Do something!"

Josh grabbed a water bottle from the floor and threw it at the soldier. Hit him right in the face, but he didn't budge, not even a little bit. Instead, he grinned, his strange green eyes staring eerily at them both. Then he opened his mouth, shot out his enormous tongue, wrapped it around Irene's waist, and pulled her out the window.

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