landing, I don’t know if the moon was rising in the sky or Anna had lit some candles but the lower floor had more light than I remember and my last edible tidbit was clearly visible from where I stood. “Hey, there’s something down here,” I said looking back at Merle.
“ Well, what is it?” he asked with concern.
“ How the hell should I know?” I told him.
“ Go check it out,” he motioned with his gun.
“ No way, man. I don’t even have a gun,” I told him.
“ What the hell is the hold up?” Charlie asked Merle as he caught up.
“ Fuckin’ clown says there’s something down at the bottom of the stairs.”
“ Well, go check it out,” Charlie told me over Merle’s shoulder.
“ He says he’s not gonna because he doesn’t have a gun,” Merle answered for me.
“ As big as you are and you’re a chicken?” Charlie asked with malice.
“ Fuck you. You have a gun and I don’t see you in any rush to go see what it is,” I snarled.
“ Who’s missing from upstairs?” Charlie was asking more of himself than Merle.
“ I haven’t seen Ben for hours and Red, I don’t know I was dozing off. You think they’re pulling a train on that Anna chick because I’d like to get in on some of that,” Merle sneered.
“ Yeah, end of the world and Sister Anna wanted to go out with a bang,” Charlie said mockingly.
‘ A nun?’ I thought. God, that sounded so tasty, so fresh. Her meat was going to be so sweet!
‘ Hungry!’ Hugh demanded.
‘ Me too, little buddy!’ I told him.
I could see the equations working in Charlie’s head. Do I give the clown a gun or do I go past him and see what is causing this traffic jam. Both had inherent dangers built in, so he did the next best thing. “Merle, go check it out.”
Merle was about to protest.
“ Girls, what the hell is the problem!” Fred yelled down in a loud whisper but with force.
Merle talked first hoping to get his point across. “Fucking clown says there’s something downstairs but the pasty pansy won’t go check it out because he says he doesn’t have a gun and Charlie said I should do it instead, but I don’t want to go past the freak.”
“ Is it moving?” Fred asked. I shook my head and Merle relayed the message.
“ Tell the clown to do it or you’ll shoot him,” Fred said.
I couldn’t see Fred from this vantage point but I wanted to make sure he heard me. “Not very Christian-like,” I told him.
“ You’re not in any immediate danger if it isn’t moving, so now I’m curious as to what it is and how it got there,” Fred said.
“ So hungry!” I yelled inadvertently. I placed my hands over my mouth like I was a demure woman who had just loudly belched in a high priced restaurant.
“ What did you just say?” Charlie asked.
“ He said he was ‘so hungry’,” Merle said.
“ I know what the hell he said dipshit,” Charlie said. “I’m just wondering why.”
“ Charlie, what the hell is going on?” Fred asked.
Charlie turned to answer as did the ever intrusive Merle. ‘Now or never’. I sprung from the landing like a flea to a delectable dog thigh. Charlie must have sensed something because he was turning back around. Merle was oblivious. Charlie’s gun was coming up to a firing position but unless he was going to blow a hole in Merle to get to me I was going to be just fine.
Charlie’s eyes widened as I narrowed the gap.
“ Fuck me!” Fred said as he watched me crash into Merle and Charlie. I’m pretty sure I snapped a few of Charlie’s ribs as our combined weights plunged into his side and he impacted with heavy wooden stairs. Merle was still clueless, air was whooshing from Charlie’s mouth as his punctured lung collapsed.
Friendly fire be damned, Fred started popping off rounds, at least two of which caught me in the shoulder. I pulled my prize up into a bear hug and retreated back down the stairs. Fred didn’t stop shooting, prematurely ending Charlie’s suffering with a bullet
“ Well, what is it?” he asked with concern.
“ How the hell should I know?” I told him.
“ Go check it out,” he motioned with his gun.
“ No way, man. I don’t even have a gun,” I told him.
“ What the hell is the hold up?” Charlie asked Merle as he caught up.
“ Fuckin’ clown says there’s something down at the bottom of the stairs.”
“ Well, go check it out,” Charlie told me over Merle’s shoulder.
“ He says he’s not gonna because he doesn’t have a gun,” Merle answered for me.
“ As big as you are and you’re a chicken?” Charlie asked with malice.
“ Fuck you. You have a gun and I don’t see you in any rush to go see what it is,” I snarled.
“ Who’s missing from upstairs?” Charlie was asking more of himself than Merle.
“ I haven’t seen Ben for hours and Red, I don’t know I was dozing off. You think they’re pulling a train on that Anna chick because I’d like to get in on some of that,” Merle sneered.
“ Yeah, end of the world and Sister Anna wanted to go out with a bang,” Charlie said mockingly.
‘ A nun?’ I thought. God, that sounded so tasty, so fresh. Her meat was going to be so sweet!
‘ Hungry!’ Hugh demanded.
‘ Me too, little buddy!’ I told him.
I could see the equations working in Charlie’s head. Do I give the clown a gun or do I go past him and see what is causing this traffic jam. Both had inherent dangers built in, so he did the next best thing. “Merle, go check it out.”
Merle was about to protest.
“ Girls, what the hell is the problem!” Fred yelled down in a loud whisper but with force.
Merle talked first hoping to get his point across. “Fucking clown says there’s something downstairs but the pasty pansy won’t go check it out because he says he doesn’t have a gun and Charlie said I should do it instead, but I don’t want to go past the freak.”
“ Is it moving?” Fred asked. I shook my head and Merle relayed the message.
“ Tell the clown to do it or you’ll shoot him,” Fred said.
I couldn’t see Fred from this vantage point but I wanted to make sure he heard me. “Not very Christian-like,” I told him.
“ You’re not in any immediate danger if it isn’t moving, so now I’m curious as to what it is and how it got there,” Fred said.
“ So hungry!” I yelled inadvertently. I placed my hands over my mouth like I was a demure woman who had just loudly belched in a high priced restaurant.
“ What did you just say?” Charlie asked.
“ He said he was ‘so hungry’,” Merle said.
“ I know what the hell he said dipshit,” Charlie said. “I’m just wondering why.”
“ Charlie, what the hell is going on?” Fred asked.
Charlie turned to answer as did the ever intrusive Merle. ‘Now or never’. I sprung from the landing like a flea to a delectable dog thigh. Charlie must have sensed something because he was turning back around. Merle was oblivious. Charlie’s gun was coming up to a firing position but unless he was going to blow a hole in Merle to get to me I was going to be just fine.
Charlie’s eyes widened as I narrowed the gap.
“ Fuck me!” Fred said as he watched me crash into Merle and Charlie. I’m pretty sure I snapped a few of Charlie’s ribs as our combined weights plunged into his side and he impacted with heavy wooden stairs. Merle was still clueless, air was whooshing from Charlie’s mouth as his punctured lung collapsed.
Friendly fire be damned, Fred started popping off rounds, at least two of which caught me in the shoulder. I pulled my prize up into a bear hug and retreated back down the stairs. Fred didn’t stop shooting, prematurely ending Charlie’s suffering with a bullet
Similar Books
