Through the Windshield Glass by Kristen Day

Author:Kristen Day [Day, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-11-16T06:00:00+00:00

An hour later, Maria and I were standing with Michael and Leigh outside another door that looked like the wooden one leading to my bedroom.

"This is the infirmary," Michael said, "It might be a little appalling when you see the people inside. Most are insane, it didn't take all twelve doors to drive them crazy; some have been there since before the hallways were put into place because of what killed them."

I gestured for Michael to open the door, "I think I can handle it."

"Just giving you fair warning," Michael said, "I thought I could handle it the first time too."

I was done waiting for Michael to open the door so I reached in front of him and did it myself, "After you," I said with a flourish of my hand.

Michael glared at me as he walked past, he obviously didn't like me much either, that was just fine with me. It would be better for all involved if we didn't grow to be friends because friends don't send each other out to lure a demonic sibling into death. That's for business associate's and partners in crime.

Inside the infirmary was much as I imagined it to be. Twenty or so beds were lined up a few feet apart along two walls with a path leading down the middle, there was also a curtain as wide as the room hiding something behind it at the far end of the beds. I could just make out shadowy shapes seemingly moving from bed to bed behind the barrier. The part of the room I could see was clean, most of the beds were absent and made, but that didn't make the scene before me any less horrifying.

It wasn't horrifying in the physical sense, their were no bleeding injuries and there were no cries of pain issuing from the patients; instead, it was just the opposite. There were only seven people in the room, all were lying in their beds with the same hapless expression on their faces, all were pale nearly to transparency, and all were deathly quiet. There were four men and three women ranging in age from about twenty to seventy, but each appeared to have mental capacity far below that of even Maria’s at this point.

"I told you that you weren't going to like it," Michael whispered in my ear. He made me start so badly I almost hit him, but I decided violent reactions in a place like this were inappropriate and unproductive.

"So, all these people survived all twelve doors?" I asked Michael.

Michael shook his head, "No, only two of them did that, the other five, well, the only thing we were able to get out of them before the shock took over was that each of their deaths were so horrifying that the doors drove them completely insane. None of them seem to remember how they escaped. We think there are still a lot more who never will until Daman is dethroned."

I suddenly felt extreme sympathy for each of the people in the beds.

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