Silvis, Randall - Ryan DeMarco 02 -Walking The Bones by Silvis Randall

Author:Silvis, Randall [Silvis, Randall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781492646921
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2017-10-17T04:00:00+00:00

SEVENTY-TWO

DeMarco had a hard time falling asleep that night, neck stiff and legs tense. So he climbed out of bed and sorted through his belongings until he found a set of earphones. Back in bed he plugged the earphones into his cell phone and searched the internet for a talk radio program that might stop his mind from racing. Before Jayme came into his life he had often tuned in to a show called Coast to Coast AM that discussed everything from angels to men in black to star children to shadow people. On this night the subject was cryptid canines, with a special focus on the chupacabra, a large doglike creature famous for sucking blood from livestock.

He fell asleep with the program still playing. In his dream, he awoke to see a boy, twelve or thirteen years old, standing beside his bed. The boy, wearing blue jeans and a yellow shirt, white sneakers with one lace undone, smiled, gave a nod, then walked to the bedroom threshold, his smile encouraging DeMarco to follow.

DeMarco looked to Jayme. She was sleeping with one arm thrown over her eyes. So he slipped quietly over the side of the bed, found himself fully dressed but for his feet. Apparently he had gone to bed in khakis and a short-sleeved shirt. No shoes, no socks.

The boy had stepped beyond the bedroom threshold now, into what seemed an encroaching gloom with an indigo hue. He motioned with his hand and mouthed, Come on. Hurry up.

DeMarco took a last look at Jayme. Still sleeping, a princess in her bed.

Then he followed the boy, hurried to catch up.

Beyond the bedroom the rest of the house was gone, nothing but a single narrow tunnel with a ceiling so high and black it could not be seen. As DeMarco quickstepped after the boy, the indigo darkness slowly descended, enveloping him so completely he could no longer see his own hands or feet. Beneath his bare feet the earth felt damp, just hard-packed dirt. The boy, however, some ten yards ahead, remained fully visible, neither brightly lit nor muted in feature, though all around him was darkness. Still, he smiled. A wave of the hand. Come on. Hurry up.

DeMarco quickened his pace. The dampness of the earth worried him. What if he slipped and fell? What if he lost sight of the boy?

Then, off to his right, approaching from the rear, a pattering. He glanced over his shoulder. And now the tunnel wall to his right was no longer solid but a thick metal grate rising into darkness. On the other side of the grate, a large animal trotted along behind him. Its features were unclear, nothing visible but a shadow, but DeMarco thought chupacabra and quickened his pace.

The animal growled and bared its teeth, loped along easily behind him. The faster DeMarco moved, the faster the animal, its eyes visible now, icy blue. From time to time the animal lunged at DeMarco and snapped but was stopped by the grate.

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