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vision.”
Nathan gripped the steering wheel tighter. “I have a feeling he was.”
“I think he had more to say, but then you threw him off guard with your threat.” I shot him a pointed look. “You should’ve waited.”
Nathan kept quiet for a minute, considering what I’d said. A couple dogs barked in the distance as we drove by a tidy neighborhood with well-manicured lawns in front of early century houses, each one a character all its own. A few of them had solar lights, lining their driveway like black tiny torches, brandishing a gleaming white bulb in its clasp. I wondered what type of life the people who lived there had, and if there were spirits (friendly of course) lurking inside. I’d once watched a show about a house that was over a hundred years old and supposedly haunted by a young girl. Through their research, the investigators discovered an eight-year-old female had died in the house back in the early 1900s from a mysterious illness. My mind then shifted back to the little girl the dark spirit had possessed, and although she was amazingly strong, I couldn’t fathom how she could have been a threat to me.
“What can a child do to me anyway?” I said to myself, thinking aloud.
“They can attack you like a rabid dog,” Nathan commented, glancing at me. “They latch onto you and start biting at your flesh while scratching and kicking you.”
My mouth fell open. “Are you serious?”
He nodded, the muscles in his face lifting, reaching his eyes that for a second appeared haunted. “I was attacked by one once,” he shared, rubbing the side of his neck while staring at the road ahead of us. “The boy must have been four. Very young. He bit into my neck and shoulder blade as if he were a famished beast, and I was the only food left on earth. It was”–he cleared his throat and massaged his temple in slow circles– “the most horrific thing I’d ever personally experienced in my life at that point. After that incident, I no longer had reservations when it came to killing all soulless humans. If the situation warrant it, that is,” he added.
The hair on my arms rose as goosebumps broke across my skin. I shivered and pulled my hoodie tighter around me, yanking the cuffs over my hands and tucking them under my armpits. I wondered if that would have happened to me today if Nathan hadn’t been there. The very thought of it made me realize if one freaked out on me like that, I knew out of survival instinct I’d wind up harming or killing it. I didn’t like it and hoped I’d never be forced into that position.
I crossed my legs, leaned my knees against the door and stared out the window. Nathan pulled into a spacious, half emptied parking lot. There was a large, dark green dumpster on the south side of the strip mall. Garbage littered the ground around it, and a mangy orange cat was eating something off the ground beside it.
“Okay, now I understand why you threatened that dark spirit,” I finally said, trying to see what the cat was munching on, but then we drove in a different direction, hampering my view.
Nathan parked the truck in front of an electronics store in a red brick building that housed other businesses. People strolled on the sidewalk in front of the stores. A young girl with long, dark hair and wearing a princess outfit skipped alongside her mom. An icy feeling crawled up my spine, making me shiver again, which seriously bothered me. I mean, was this how I would feel toward kids now? But then a comforting thought came to me. I would know if they were soulless or not, and as long as I remembered that, my attitude toward children shouldn’t change.
But what if Carrie and Tree had a soulless baby? I shut that thought out, not wanting to even go there.
Nathan turned to me. “I realize my threat to the dark spirit was harsh, but now you know why.” He paused and cupped the side of my face with his hand. “I will not risk you getting hurt.” I swear he had said that like a
Nathan gripped the steering wheel tighter. “I have a feeling he was.”
“I think he had more to say, but then you threw him off guard with your threat.” I shot him a pointed look. “You should’ve waited.”
Nathan kept quiet for a minute, considering what I’d said. A couple dogs barked in the distance as we drove by a tidy neighborhood with well-manicured lawns in front of early century houses, each one a character all its own. A few of them had solar lights, lining their driveway like black tiny torches, brandishing a gleaming white bulb in its clasp. I wondered what type of life the people who lived there had, and if there were spirits (friendly of course) lurking inside. I’d once watched a show about a house that was over a hundred years old and supposedly haunted by a young girl. Through their research, the investigators discovered an eight-year-old female had died in the house back in the early 1900s from a mysterious illness. My mind then shifted back to the little girl the dark spirit had possessed, and although she was amazingly strong, I couldn’t fathom how she could have been a threat to me.
“What can a child do to me anyway?” I said to myself, thinking aloud.
“They can attack you like a rabid dog,” Nathan commented, glancing at me. “They latch onto you and start biting at your flesh while scratching and kicking you.”
My mouth fell open. “Are you serious?”
He nodded, the muscles in his face lifting, reaching his eyes that for a second appeared haunted. “I was attacked by one once,” he shared, rubbing the side of his neck while staring at the road ahead of us. “The boy must have been four. Very young. He bit into my neck and shoulder blade as if he were a famished beast, and I was the only food left on earth. It was”–he cleared his throat and massaged his temple in slow circles– “the most horrific thing I’d ever personally experienced in my life at that point. After that incident, I no longer had reservations when it came to killing all soulless humans. If the situation warrant it, that is,” he added.
The hair on my arms rose as goosebumps broke across my skin. I shivered and pulled my hoodie tighter around me, yanking the cuffs over my hands and tucking them under my armpits. I wondered if that would have happened to me today if Nathan hadn’t been there. The very thought of it made me realize if one freaked out on me like that, I knew out of survival instinct I’d wind up harming or killing it. I didn’t like it and hoped I’d never be forced into that position.
I crossed my legs, leaned my knees against the door and stared out the window. Nathan pulled into a spacious, half emptied parking lot. There was a large, dark green dumpster on the south side of the strip mall. Garbage littered the ground around it, and a mangy orange cat was eating something off the ground beside it.
“Okay, now I understand why you threatened that dark spirit,” I finally said, trying to see what the cat was munching on, but then we drove in a different direction, hampering my view.
Nathan parked the truck in front of an electronics store in a red brick building that housed other businesses. People strolled on the sidewalk in front of the stores. A young girl with long, dark hair and wearing a princess outfit skipped alongside her mom. An icy feeling crawled up my spine, making me shiver again, which seriously bothered me. I mean, was this how I would feel toward kids now? But then a comforting thought came to me. I would know if they were soulless or not, and as long as I remembered that, my attitude toward children shouldn’t change.
But what if Carrie and Tree had a soulless baby? I shut that thought out, not wanting to even go there.
Nathan turned to me. “I realize my threat to the dark spirit was harsh, but now you know why.” He paused and cupped the side of my face with his hand. “I will not risk you getting hurt.” I swear he had said that like a
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