Ashes to Ashes by A. Lonergan

Author:A. Lonergan [Lonergan, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Night Shade Press LLC

Twenty-Five

Death had been within my grasp. I could have taken hold and left the miserable place I had gotten myself caught up in. But a little beam of light pulled me from the dark embrace wrapped around me. I shot up and pain engulfed my body. Everything hurt. My chest pulled and my leg felt like it was on fire.

"Told you it would work." A little squeak of a voice spoke up from one side of the room. I blinked my eyes in his direction. He was a little thing with a mop of curly red hair. Freckles dotted his nose and cheeks. He held up a magnifying glass and a light contraption I had never seen before. A gloved hand swatted the devices away. His freckled cheeks stained pink. I turned my eyes away from him and found myself looking at various costumes. I rolled my tongue around my mouth, testing it out to speak. It felt like years since I had spoken. Like I had swallowed wood dust.

"Where am I and what are all of you wearing?" My voice sounded strange, thick almost. I tried to wet my tongue but it did no use. One of the men, or what I assumed to be a man, held out a flask. I eyed it nervously.

"It's only water."

I went to take it from his grasp when a man in a green hood snatched it from the both of us and growled, "Everyone get out."

My eyebrows shot to my hairline and I tried to keep my smart-ass retorts to myself. "You're the leader here."

"Yes," he said from behind a mask. It covered the bottom half of his face. The top half was barely visible from under his hood, but his eyes reminded me of another time. A faraway time that I didn't want to think of.

"I thought I died." I said as he placed his hand behind my head and helped me sit up before he placed the flask to my lips.

"You almost did. Somehow I heard your screams from the woods." The cold water met my lips and I tried to gulp it down. He pulled the metal from me. "You will get sick. Slow."

I nodded my head and listened to him. He helped me lay back down and I stared up at the wooden ceiling. I didn't feel threatened, but I hadn't felt that way at Tremaine's in the beginning. Had I managed to escape one horror to find another?

Everything seemed so clean, especially compared to me. I was wearing clothes that didn't belong to me. They were entirely too big and I was still too dirty to be in such a clean place. I could see the grim on my arms and smell the putrid odor coming from my body.

"When will I be able to bathe?" I asked feeling uncomfortable with the entire situation. They couldn't possibly want to smell me either.

"Hopefully soon." The skin around his eyes crinkled and I didn't know if he was laughing or scowling at the stench.

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