Walter's Rifle (Haunted Collection Series Book 2) by Ron Ripley

Author:Ron Ripley [Ripley, Ron]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: ScareStreet.com
Published: 2017-11-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34: Brown’s Bad Information

Walter sat alone in his bathroom, wishing Brown would leave him alone. The Humane Society had called, asking when he was going to be in next, but he hadn’t even been able to answer the phone.

Brown wouldn’t be quiet.

He talked incessantly, and about nothing at all.

Walter had listened to the dead man recite the stats for major league baseball teams that didn’t exist anymore. At three o’clock in the morning.

“Hey there, kid,” Brown said, drifting through the closed door and causing Walter to jump.

“Can’t I have some alone time?!” Walter demanded.

“No such thing,” Brown said, chuckling. “You would have hated the military, what with having a shy bladder and all.”

“Leave me alone,” Walter moaned. “I want to go out later. I need to sleep.”

“What, shoot some more people?” Brown asked, grinning. “I like that. But sleep? No, I won’t let you have any of that. I want to see how well you shoot without it.”

Fear spilled out of Walter as he whispered, “I might get caught.”

“You’re going to get caught sooner rather than later,” Brown said in a matter-of-fact voice. “Either that or I’m going to convince you to put the barrel in your mouth and blow the back of your head out.”

“No,” Walter snarled. “Stop.”

“Trust me,” Brown said soothingly, “straight through the mouth is the best. Under the chin and you might just blow out your eyes and nose. You know, not the best. You can actually live for a while like that.”

“Why?” Walter sobbed. “Why would you do that to me?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Brown asked, confused. “Hell, you’re fun, kid. I like how you like to gun ‘em down. But you’re not special. Nobody is. In the end, you’re just one more I want to watch die. I’m just not sure when yet.”

“I’ll get rid of the rifle,” Walter said through tears.

“How?” Brown whispered. “From now on, if you try to leave this house without it, you won’t get past your porch.”

Walter let out a wail and Brown’s laughter joined it.

“Alright, get a little sleep, kid,” Brown said, chuckling. “I’ll check on you soon. I don’t need to sleep.”

Walter put his head in his hands and wept, knowing there was no way he was going to escape alive.

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