Vampires of the Plains (Book 2): Blood Tells True by Ryker Alan

Author:Ryker, Alan [Ryker, Alan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: horror
Publisher: Sucker Punch Press
Published: 2011-12-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Jack took Jessica along gravel roads. The law might have blocked the county roads, but the gravel roads were a grid set at mile intervals that could take you anywhere a paved road could, if you were patient enough. They were hidden by hedge rows and the falling night.

Once Jack understood that Jessica knew nothing of the situation in Krendel, he began to explain it as he drove.

“The vampires” were three: Willie, Douglas and Amy. Jack explained that Willie and Douglas had been serious speed freaks. Big time tweakers. Rob's best customers.

Rob typically only sold to dealers. Willie and Douglas dealt a little, just enough to keep them in meth, but they personally consumed so much that they bought in the bulk Rob required.

They had parties, out there in their house. Jack had been a regular attendee. A dozen people locked themselves away from the light for days until they eventually crashed.

That much meth cost a lot. So about a year back Willie and Douglas decided to make it themselves. They put together a lab in an old RV way back on their property. Then they blew themselves up.

People were partying in their house at the time. Jack was one of them. But no one heard the explosion. They were all tweaked out of their minds, blasting metal on the big stereo system. The party ended a few days later. Jack remembered that Douglas and Willie were supposed to have been cooking in their RV. He went to check on them and found nothing but cold ashes.

“I couldn't see any bodies. If there had been bodies, I thought I probably would have seen them because the RV was blasted open like a Jiffy Pop, but we were too afraid of the fumes to do much searching.”

He explained that they didn't call the Sheriff, because no one wanted to deal with that.

So they were all surprised when Willie and Douglas walked in on one of their regular Tuesday night parties.

They were welcomed back. Jack had enough of his senses about him to be a bit ashamed of partying in their house when they were assumed dead. Most of the tweakers were way beyond such rational thought.

“You have no idea how weird that was. They didn't make a big deal about it at all. They didn't talk about the explosion, shrugged it off. They didn't give any answers about where they had been. They just dropped into their big recliners like they'd never left and watched the party.

“I thought maybe they'd been partying themselves, because their pupils were dilated like I'd never seen. Like, totally black. You know. You've seen it. They stank. They always stank, but they stank different. Not like B.O. and chemicals, but like meat just starting to go bad. They flopped into their chairs, their arms covered in black crust up to their elbows, the same black crust covering their faces and shirts, and they just sat there watching us. Most everyone else was oblivious, like the two had been there the whole time.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.