Bird Box

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Authors: Josh Malerman
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Psychological, Thrillers, Horror
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    Malorie looks to Tom. He is listening. There is distance in his eyes. She rises and walks to him.
    “He’s been heavy before,” Cheryl says about Rodney Barrett. “But never like this.”
    “No,” Don says. “Sounds like he’s drunker than we are.”
    “Tom,” Malorie says, sitting beside him on the bench.
    “He’s going to kill himself,” Don suddenly says.
    Malorie looks up, wanting to tell Don to shut up, then hears the same thing Don has. The complete desolation in the voice of Rodney Barrett.
    “Today I’m gonna cheat you,” Barrett says. “I’m gonna take it first, the one thing I’ve got left that you can take from me.”
    “Oh God ,” Cheryl says.
    The radio is silent.
    “Turn it off, Cheryl,” Jules says. “Turn it off .”
    As she reaches for the radio, the sound of a gunshot explodes from the speakers.
    Cheryl screams. Victor barks.
    “What the fuck just happened?” Felix says, staring blankly toward the radio.
    “He did it,” Jules says emptily. “I can’t believe this.”
    Then silence.
    Tom gets up from the piano bench and turns the radio off. Felix sips from his drink. Jules is on one knee, calming Victor.
    Then, suddenly, as if an echo of the gunshot, there is a knock at the front door.
    A second knock quickly follows.
    Felix steps toward the door and Don grabs his arm.
    “Do not just open that door, man,” he says. “Come on. What’s the matter with you?”
    “I wasn’t going to, man!” Felix says. He pulls his arm free.
    The knocking comes again. A woman’s voice calls to them.
    “Hello?”
    The housemates are quiet and stand still.
    “Somebody answer her,” Malorie says, getting up from the piano bench to do it herself. But Tom is ahead of her.
    “Yes!” he calls. “We’re here. Who are you?”
    “Olympia! My name is Olympia! Let me in?”
    Tom pauses. He looks drunk.
    “Are you alone?” he asks.
    “Yes!”
    “Are your eyes closed?”
    “Yes, my eyes are closed. I’m very scared. Please let me in?”
    Tom looks to Don.
    “Somebody get the broomsticks,” Tom says. Jules leaves to get them.
    “I don’t think we can afford any more mouths to feed,” Don says.
    “You’re crazy,” Felix says. “There’s a woman out—”
    “I understand what’s going on, Felix,” Don says angrily. “We can’t house the whole country.”
    “But she’s out there right now,” Felix says.
    “And we’re drunk,” Don says.
    “Come on, Don,” Tom says.
    “Don’t turn me into the villain,” Don says. “You know as well as I do exactly how many cans we have in the cellar.”
    “Hello?” the woman calls again.
    “Hang on!” Tom responds.
    Tom and Don stare at each other. Jules comes into the foyer. He hands one of the broomsticks to Tom.
    “Do whatever you want to, people,” Don says. “But we’re going to starve sooner because of it.”
    Tom turns to the front door.
    “Everybody,” he says, “close your eyes.”
    Malorie listens as his shoes cross the wood floor in the foyer.
    “Olympia?” Tom calls.
    “Yes!”
    “I’m going to open the door now. When I do, when you hear it’s open, step inside as quickly as you can. Do you understand?”
    “Yes!”
    Malorie hears the front door open. There is a commotion. She imagines Tom pulling the woman inside like the housemates pulled her inside two weeks ago. Then the door slams shut.
    “Keep your eyes closed!” Tom says. “I’m going to feel around you. Make sure nothing came inside with you.”
    Malorie can hear the broomstick bristles against the walls, the floor, the ceiling, and the front door.
    “Okay,” Tom finally says. “Let’s open our eyes.”
    When Malorie does, she sees a very pretty, pale, dark-haired woman standing beside Tom.
    “Thank you,” she says breathlessly.
    Tom starts to ask her something but Malorie interrupts him.
    “Are you pregnant?” she asks Olympia.
    Olympia looks down at her belly. Shaking, she looks up, nodding yes.
    “I’m four months along,”

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