Tormented by Crane Robert J

Author:Crane, Robert J. [Crane, Robert J.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Paranormal & Urban, Superhero, Superheroes, Science Fiction & Fantasy
Publisher: Midian Press
Published: 2015-09-02T04:00:00+00:00

32.

Sienna

Caught out in the middle of rapidly worsening snowstorm without a fit coat, my left hand dripping blood and my skin gradually freezing, my eyes squinted almost shut because of the ferocity of the wind, dealing with occasional—or maybe even perpetual—mental attacks from a telepath intending to scare me … no, this was not how I wanted to spend my vacation.

I hated to sound like C3PO, but I was really beginning to wonder if maybe it was my lot in life to be constantly forsaken. Had I really been so very bad in the karma department that it had to rain—or snow, as the case may be—crap on me all day long? I mean, really? Did Hitler have to deal with this shit? Did Stalin? Did Kat? No, she was sunning herself on camera in SoCal for mad money while I froze to death slowly in the lakeshore district of Siberia.

This was not shaping up to be my year, which was par for the crappy, snowed-over course.

“So this is what Westeros has to look forward to,” I said, pushing forward in the same direction I’d been going before I paused to take stock of the situation. I had no idea if it was the right one, but honestly, standing around and hoping help came just wasn’t in my DNA.

A wind eddied around me, blowing a swirl of snow in a miniature tornado that passed in a second. It was visually interesting, at least insofar as white on a white background could be. “Shoulda gone to Hawaii,” I said to no one in particular. Talking to myself made me feel marginally better, like I wasn’t desperately alone in the middle of a crapstorm. “No one regrets going to Hawaii. Except maybe the Japanese that one time.”

I saw a very faint outline of something in the distance. It was in the air, vaguely circular, and reminded me a little of a time when I’d seen Aleksandr Gavrikov lift off into the sky in preparation to destroy a town. It was just a halo of light visible through the growing gloom and wind-whipped snows. I squinted, trying to determine what it was, but I gave up as it disappeared in a gust of flurries.

Still, it gave me an idea of direction. It had appeared slightly to the left of the direction I’d been heading, maybe forty-five degrees off my course, so I adjusted and headed for it. After all, at least it was something. Before, I’d just been heading toward nothing.

I walked a few aggressive steps, a little faster than the pace I’d been going before. After a few moments, I saw it again, that halo of light in the midst of the dim and snow. It gradually grew brighter as I drew closer, until, finally, about fifteen feet away, I realized what it was.

A streetlight.

Halle-fricking-lujah.

I’d stumbled, mostly blind, into the far edge of town. I fought the wind and the snows that were now threatening to reach above my ankles to get to the base of the light.

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