The therapist watched a recycling van trundle up the street. The soft patter of rain fall began on the windows. She felt really cold. Its the rain, Rylee. No. Social isolation made people feel physically colder. The cold shoulder wasn't just a metaphor after all. It was just to find out how icy loneliness could get. She wrapped her self up in a warm blanket. She decided to go back into her room, but a strange smell that seemed like dust perturbed her, knowing fully well her home was spotlessly clean. There was a scratch, like the sound of something peeling. The lights flickered. Dr montoya was frightened now. She had only to breath a sigh of relief from the returned lights before its tripping off. She wondered why the floor made loud creeking noises under her feet or why she could hear her own breath. "Get a life, Rylee. "She muttered, looking down at the photographs she still clutched. She found her way to the kitchen, found philberts hidden keys. He would chang
"A lot of terrible things like what Adulf Cain? ""I don't know. I don't care. Just that I do not wish to die--forgotten. Like you will be, like we all will be, yes save those who loved us of cause. But there are more generations after us--. ""To leave a good legacy is a path to immortality Adulf. And you could start by fighting this.""No. This is me. ""No its not. That's cynical unhappy deperesson talking. You Cain, you're a happy boy. ""I hate happiness. ""Why? ""Have you ever taken the time to watch people when they're happy? Only kids are entitled to it, I think. But adults, not really. Kids because they don't know. They're innocent. They haven't met the great unknown. But adults? They try to be happy when they know they shouldn't. ""Like it or not, the world is better off without the likes of me or anybody, but little effort and hope and gentle holding--youd wish you never want to leave earth-. ""No. They arent better off without
Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it really is--only that her eyes were dry, she had lost all feelings, she was blue 52, in an ocean that was her own soul in expansion. Non of us really changes over time, could Anne rice be wrong? We only become more fully what we are. Dr montoya was a monster, and she knew it. She also knew that loving monsters always ended badly for the kids, it was just a rule, no, K. Hamilton didn't invent it. Life could be so important, but yet the next morning you think yours is worth a junk pile. No, it wasn't Cain, but she. She was the vampire. What all vampires seemed to have In common was a reluctance to tell the truth. Dr montoya was weak with shame when he'd spoken. She should have slapped him in the face--if the hinges perharps of her office quarter had not bumped? "Mrs moorman. We've got to go, its about to rain badly. "It said. It was a soft spoken voice"honey? "Dr montoya picked up her jacket abandoned o
From the living room the telephone went shrieking, looking for an audience. "Moorman's residence. "She said. "Hi, Dr. ""Roach? ""Good morning. Sorry I called at this hour, to early I guess but I didn't want to disturb you before you got to work. ""What's happened Roach? "She asked, rubbing her arm. He never just called. "philbert-- ""Holy Christ! "She felt sick. "I mean did he tell you about father Bernard? I wanted to--. ""Nothings up with Phil? ""Let you know--phil? No, called him yesterday, says he'd speak to you--. ""About? ""Dr. Phil doesn't really agree with this. ""He's not here apparently. ""Its a job. ""I see. "She said"special subject? ""Highly special. ""How old is he? ""He's not a kid, Dr. So its not aligned to your field but we think we have no more special person than you to help us in this case. ""What's actually the matter Roach? "There was brief silence in the li
"Hi, mrs moorman? ""Who're you? ""Why, Gordino. The electrician. ""Oh, why yes. Come on in.""You look like rose after the titanic like they say""Should I take that as a compliment? "She smiled"its just like saying I'm pretty and ugly at the same time you know. ""Well you are.""What do you mean? ""You are pretty ugly. ""Ouch. ""Don't mind me, you just look tossed over the board mind I ask what the problem is?""I believe I have one you can fix for me, gordino. ""Right. "He got into the home, closing the door behind him. "Oh no, "she said"I'll be going out right now. "Out side the side glassing, montoya looked at her reflection--taking a meaning to the electricians word. She knew she was very beautiful. Not so beautiful, but at least significantly so. Only that her eyes were tired, just too tired. She thought of philberts favorite joke for a distraction. What school teacher have the greenest thumb. The
They took her behind what seemed like a barn. "Jesus Christ! "Dr montoya swore when Charles Roach tried to start his cigarette. "Sorry. "He muttered. And she told him to have a little respect for God.Dr Flavio fleeing was a 25 year old kid, graduated from oxford with high respect. He had a kid brother and an older sister who bloody well loved the convent, she was a nun at the vale vaticano in Rome. They first passed a wretched poster that had in writing Dominican convent 45,0084 and a telephone code with a website. It stated no breakfast and no curfew. It had in writing, the little brothers of the holy family, another house for pilgrims. Charles saw her gaze. "The convent took guests. ""Took. ""Not anymore Dr. "Said flavio. She noticed his green eyes when his gaze turned towards her. He had a handsome grimace. "Now the majority of my fathers monks spends the day praying and worshiping in the church, reading through the bible and meditating. The rest of the d
From Frantically trying the keys, Dr flavio went to kicking the door while Ursa approached and montoya screamed. The priests praying must have stopped. The chanting songs had seized. The door flew open. They all ran in, shutting it, finding themselfs in a library. Flavio hurried quickly to pick up the cross statue on the window sill getting ready for the door. The door opened and he would have smarked brother mark in the head with it. Charles roach bursted out in laughter to kill the dread quating that it was wierd that brother mark should look like a girl from a distance. Dr flavio got a chalk, not chaotically happy now, but frienzy."this is scientifically explainable, Mrs moorman. "He said"what we just experienced right now. Its what I wanted to talk to you about before you meet with the client. ""What do you want mark? ""I heard your noise down stairs. "Said brother mark"is everything ok? ""Yeah it is. "Replied Charles who could not resist
Non of it made sense that minute because montoya recalled picking up her bag and stumbling through the darkness with Dr flavio and Roach's voice calling for her."wait, mrs moorman,"he said"you haven't heard all that we've got too say." Maybe because Roach afterwards would not stop to bore her about the history of religious communities, like a reproach. He spoke about women who joined the community as aspirants, and the lot of paperworks it involved, to be deemed fit by psychologists or doctors. They would also write essays about their relationship with God before they could qualify to become postulants. All nonsense he spoke until Dr montoya couldn't bear to stand him any longer. While Dr flavio made rants about a possible human in attempt to turn our world into a zombie apocalypse, and thank God adulf Cain was dead, because he was a monster. He had the mark. He had the devil. He was just the zombie. He showed her what seemed like black and white photographs (autopsie