Dry - 11

Monster had worked a hole in the sack where his mouth was. The air on his face was cool.

 

He'd tried to tear the whole thing off, but the thread wouldn't budge after a point and began tearing into his fingers.

 

Cazir had vanished again, but he had all he needed. The gloves were off. If they wanted a Frankenstein, he'd give them one. Whatever these evil spirits were, he'd had enough.

 

"Car," he managed to say to the woman as they stood in the kitchen. She blinked her big blue eyes at him as he rummaged through her cabinets for booze.

 

"I don't drive," she said, lifting her chin at him. He wanted to belt her, but he wasn't sure whatever it was hadn't worn off of her.

 

He checked in the fridge and came up with nothing. This woman just couldn't be a teetotaler. Monster opened the freezer and his eyes went wide.

 

Vodka.

 

Bingo!

 

He grabbed the unopened bottle and screwed off the cap. It felt so good pouring over his head. The fairy stared at him, a look of confusion on her face. He capped the hooch with half of the contents left. This was coming with.

 

Monster looked at the fairy. There was nothing he could do with her. He hadn't seen anything to tie her up while he was looking for liquor. She would probably intentionally slow him down if he took her with him or call out to the others. He had to leave her.

 

"On floor," he said, leading her to the garage. "Close eyes."

 

She did as she was told, for the most part. He could see her peaking at him as he picked up a shovel.

 

"You may have stolen my wand, Frankenstein, but the others… the others will get you yet."

 

"Ready," Monster said, gripping his shovel.

 

He turned and ran with it in one hand, the vodka in the other. He wasn't halfway down the block when he heard her screaming. Let them come. Now that he knew it wasn't real people he was dealing with, but weird spirits it was time to let loose. He had to get to Uncle Bill before whatever this was had lifted.

 

"Argh!" the pirate said, popping out from behind a bush. His eyes went wide as Monster lowered a shoulder and barreled into him. The peg-legged man bounced off him and smacked onto the concrete, sliding across several tiles of sidewalk.

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Published on January 07, 2011 21:00
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