Trojan Nightmare: A LitRPG Cultivation Series (Apocalypse Cultivation Book 1) by Blaise Corvin

Author:Blaise Corvin [Corvin, Blaise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2022-03-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

José lowered himself down, hands first, and let loose a breath he hadn’t been aware he’d been holding. From her position on the floor, Gloria met his eyes. She was trembling.

Christopher and David were quiet for a few seconds, but then David began to cry. Christopher showed uncommon maturity for his age and comforted his little brother, putting a hand on his arm. He also gently covered his little brother’s mouth to keep him from making too much noise. He had been adapting to the new, dangerous world a little bit faster than David had.

Out of the corner of his eye, José saw Gloria shudder, and remembered what had just happened again. Their... visitor had put a hand over her mouth, hadn’t he?

That entire situation had been so frightening, his heart had almost stopped. One moment, the family had been huddling in the dark with barely any light to keep them company, wondering what in the world was going on outside. The next moment, a dark intruder had crossed half the house in a flash and put a hand over Gloria’s mouth. He’d held up a crucifix.

José’s memory was already fading, almost like it was too terrifying to hold on to. The specter had looked like a monster from the abyss, but must have been an angel. The crucifix hadn’t burned him, and he’d even said, “Do not be afraid,” like the angels in the Bible.

He vaguely remembered that angels were supposed to be frightening to behold. José wished he’d paid attention better in church.

But an angel? Here?

Gloria was convinced, and José had thought so too, but now he was not so sure. Their unexpected houseguest had had massive teeth, a lean body, and his flesh had seemed to ooze floating darkness. The creature’s ragged clothing had just made him seem more bestial.

José had never seen anything like it. But as frightening as he’d been, he had moved with an obvious gentleness while bringing in the injured children.

Right before he’d sealed their door, given them weapons, and disappeared through the wall.

The two unfamiliar children laid out on the floor brought José back to more pressing realities. It wasn’t quite time to zone out yet. “Gloria, we need to do something for these children,” he said, in rapid-fire Spanish to his wife.

“I know.” She turned to their oldest son. “Chris, take a flashlight. Go get a half pan of water from the bathtub. David, go with your brother and get the alcohol burner. We need to heat some water.”

“Mother, I’m scared,” David sobbed. The boy sniffed, holding in more crying. He was only seven years old, and still only half asleep. Both boys appeared to still be affected by what had happened earlier, even before the nightmare-looking creature had brought them two injured children to look after.

Christopher didn’t ask any questions or mumble about fears like his brother. He just slowly got up. The older boy seemed to be in shock, but he kept staring at the injured children on the floor too.

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