Yesterday's Gone: Episode 16 (the post-apocalyptic serial thriller) by Platt Sean & Wright David

Author:Platt, Sean & Wright, David [Wright, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: the post-apocalptic serial thriller
Publisher: Collective Inkwell
Published: 2012-07-07T23:00:00+00:00

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CHAPTER 6 — Callie Thompson

Black Mountain, Georgia

March 2012

FIVE MONTHS AFTER THE EVENT…

Callie wondered if they’d ever return Charlie to his cell.

So when she woke in the morning to find the lights on and two guards wheeling someone in on a gurney, she got excited that he was finally coming back. But the guards stopped two cells away, opened the door, then deposited an old, heavyset nude man onto the mattress.

The old man lay motionless, likely sedated as she had been. They closed the door to his cell, then left the hallway.

A while later, the same guards came back with breakfast — Cheerios in a bowl, two bottles of water, and fruit. Before the guards left her, Callie asked, “Where’s Charlie?”

But the guards said nothing.

Callie considered yelling, but decided to keep her mouth shut, at least for now. Charlie had gone willingly, or so it seemed. That meant she would have to be patient. She ate the Cheerios with her fingers. At least it was Honey Nut Cheerios, and not plain. She was surprised that even without milk, the Cheerios tasted pretty good.

After a while, the old man began to move on his mattress. He sat, immediately meeting Callie’s eyes. Something about his gaze sent a chill down her spine. It was almost as if he’d never been sleeping at all. He simply woke, sat up, then turned his eyes on Callie with a creepy stare that settled somewhere between Willy Wonka and Hannibal Lecter.

He smiled, and Callie looked away.

A bit later, a guard in a yellow hazmat suit appeared, looking at the old man. Callie recognized him immediately as the one who Charlie had been speaking with earlier as she pretended to sleep. He looked a bit like Boricio, but bald and with an eye patch. He looked a lot like him, in fact, though she couldn’t be certain without a closer look or hearing him. If it was Boricio, she wondered why was he going through the ruse of holding them?

Most of all, what did Charlie know that she didn’t? Why was he out of his cell? Where had they taken him? And why hadn’t they taken her?

The man who looked like Boricio started to yell at the old man, though Callie couldn’t hear him. But she could still see him, waving his arms and pointing his fingers almost accusingly, it seemed to her.

Callie wondered why.

After five minutes or so, the man who looked like Boricio turned from the cell and left. The old man smiled, staring after Boricio as he went down the hall.

Well, that’s just weird.

Then the old man turned his attention to Callie, staring directly at her.

Even weirder.

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