Fathom (AC Book 1) by Mikel Parry

Author:Mikel Parry [Parry, Mikel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: psycho, thriller, mystery, murder, crime, suspense, detective
ISBN: 9780997638301
Publisher: Mikel Parry Publishing
Published: 2017-02-14T00:00:00+00:00

« CHAPTER ELEVEN »

Flaming Feline

A tiny pin of light grew in time with Demo’s heartbeat. Each thump in his chest sounded like a distant echo floating through infinite space and time. As the bright glow expanded so did his perception of reality. A rush of air whooshed past him as he hit the ground.

“Demo, Demo, can you hear me? Are you alright?”

Demo looked around and saw the perfectly white floor he had grown to loathe. How could anything be so clean, so untouched? Suddenly he slammed his hands over his ears and let out a loud guttural scream. Jumping to his feet, he ran directly into an unsuspecting Jo, who fell backwards against the force into a nearby wall. Demo lashed out at him like a maniac out of control.

“They’re everywhere! They’re killing everyone!”

Jo looked desperately at Roslin for some sort of aid. Roslin obliged by grabbing Demo from behind with the help of Bob Cat. They dragged him back and away from the trembling Jo.

“Get him away from me! He’s gone totally mad!”

Demo’s eyes watered. His energy suddenly escaped him and he fell limply back into the two men’s arms. He felt as if every nerve in his body had been strung out and cut with jagged scissors. Walking carefully backwards while holding Demo’s relaxed body, Roslin and Bob Cat placed him cautiously down in a chair near a table. They watched as Demo struggled to regain his bearings. He dropped his head into his hands, resting his elbows on the glossy table.

“I feel sick.”

Roslin looked at Jo who just shrugged.

“You doing alright there, Demo?” Bob Cat asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

He shook his head and beads of sweat raced down his face. He stuck his hand out beckoning in silence for something to appease him. Roslin was a step ahead. Placing a large plastic cup into Demo’s hands, he watched as he snatched it up and gulped it down.

“That’s still some good water. And this time it’s in a bigger cup.”

Roslin remained motionless but responded.

“I pulled some strings.”

Demo sat back in his chair allowing their scrutiny to fall squarely on his face. He was clear enough to know that they had business to attend to. Glancing at Jo (who immediately cowered), he began to regurgitate everything he’d seen. He watched Bob Cat’s face contort when he talked about the mutated zombie dogs from hell. Large canines had a way of putting Bob Cat on edge anyway; this sounded like his worst nightmare. But it was the climax of the story that made Roslin’s ears perk up.

“So you met him? You finally met Spencer?”

Demo nodded, realizing that Roslin had cut off his enthusiastic life and death story.

“Finally, after all this work…”

It appeared that for once Demo had done right by Roslin who was pacing around the room and mumbling under his breath.

“Unbelievable! I mean, seriously freaking unbelievable! Jo blurted out. “This is like uber levels of synapse cohabitation! Total mind freak right now!”

He was bouncing up and down on his heels and looked as gleeful as a kid in a candy store.

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