They want me out there. Think that they can lure me to them.
Dad always warned me about two for one deals.
My heart is breaking as they take a bite from his shoulder. The flesh tears. He smiles through it all and then he’s gone.
I just watched my dad get eaten. Part of me hears the ping of a message, but I can’t take my eyes off what is happening. What is wrong with me?
I shake it off as they snarl, their bloodied muzzles taunting me at the glass. I can smell the metallic crimson, wafting through the broken rubber seals.They’ve torn him to pieces.
They may have done this, but I know who’s truly to blame…
He’ll pay for this.
I stare into their dead, congealed eyes as I pull the curtains closed on reality and I dart back to my laptop.
A new message. J is back online.
I know about the field.
How? What? I don’t type the words, cause my hands are still trembling…
It is some time before I reply…
Okay. Let’s meet.
Let’s meet. You don’t have long.
Don’t have long? What does he know?
What happens when I turn 14?
There’s no reply to that. Maybe he doesn’t know.
Meet at the field. Meet in 4.
I sit back in my chair and this time it isn’t Crowley’s government hackers who break the connection. It’s me.
I slap my laptop shut and bag up what’s left of my life.
I take one last look at the curtains, imagining the horror playing out beyond the window and with tears rolling down my cheeks, I take a deep breath and head for the door…
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