Rushed by Brian Harmon

Author:Brian Harmon [Harmon, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Horror, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers, Suspense
ISBN: 1481882902
Amazon: B00AXTOIJM
Barnesnoble: B00AXTOIJM
Goodreads: 17222412
Publisher: Brian Harmon
Published: 2013-01-07T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“The foggy man…” Eric breathed.

There was nothing out there to obscure his vision, yet the mysterious figure was partially faded from view in the gloom, as if he were shrouded behind a heavy haze. It was exactly as Annette first described him, and every bit as terrifying as he’d imagined.

“Friend of yours?”

Eric turned and looked at Father Billy. “You don’t know about the foggy man?”

“Should I?”

“He got here before me. He’s supposed to be trying to get to the cathedral first.”

“Then what’s he doing here?”

Eric had no idea. “He’s been leaving these…things…along the path. Monsters. Two of them have tried to kill me so far.”

“Monsters?”

Eric peered outside again. The foggy man was no longer there, gone as quickly and mysteriously as he’d appeared. In the spot where he’d been standing, there was now a large box. “What the hell?”

Father Billy pushed him aside and looked out. “Where’d he go? What’s with the box? You expecting a package?”

“Nothing I’d care to open.”

Father Billy turned and looked at him, his eyes narrowed. “You said he was leaving monsters for you?”

“Yeah. One was in a wardrobe in an old farmhouse. The other came through a kitchen door in an abandoned resort.”

“What did they look like?”

“Hard to explain. Huge, kind of—”

“Hard to explain? Or hard to comprehend? Like you just can’t quite make parts of them out no matter how hard you looked?”

“Yeah. I guess. I was too busy running for my life to look very hard. All I know is I’m supposed to break their focus.”

“Break their focus…? Aw fuck.” He pressed his face to the peephole again and stared out at the box. “He’s leaving you fucking golems? I can’t believe this shit!”

“Sorry.”

“It’s a little fucking late for sorry! He’s already dropped another one off. At my church! Son of a bitch even gift-wrapped it for you!”

“How considerate.”

Father Billy cursed bitterly and slammed the peephole closed again. “I need to think.”

“So what the hell’s a golem? Isn’t that some kind of fairy tale creature or something?”

“Jewish folklore, actually.”

“You’re Jewish?”

“No.”

“Right. Didn’t think so.”

Father Billy sat down again and rubbed tiredly at his eyes. After a moment, he said, “So how the hell did you get away from the other two?”

“Guy named Grant drove a tractor through the front porch of the farmhouse to stop the first one.”

“Not bad. And the second?”

“Fell off a four-story building.”

“Impressive.”

“Lucky, actually.”

“Impressive luck, then.”

“I’d rather not rely on luck to get through another one.”

“Me neither.”

Eric stood beside the door, staring at Father Billy. “So why is it you know about golems, but you don’t know who the foggy man is?”

“I never claimed to know everything.”

“No. You only acted like you did.”

Father Billy glared up at him. “I’ve had some experience with the weird, okay. I used to be mixed up in some pretty heavy shit.”

“Heavy like waking up from crazy dreams with irresistible compulsions to drive out into the country and then go strolling through a deadly crack in the universe? That kind of heavy shit?”

“Not exactly, no.

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