Shadow Crawlers. Part 28.

Part 1, Part 27

“She isn’t lying. She’s just scared. Rose doesn’t know who to trust. I think she only trusts you because she trusts me and even then, I think that’s only because I knew her before this started. She’s gotten news that some of her family has already died, she thinks more will. She wants to protect them and herself. I don’t think she’s thinking quite clearly right now, but I don’t think she’s lying or trying to play us.”
“So you believe her? That there’s these magic god things roaming around and no one’s noticed?”
Brett shrugged, “I don’t find it that difficult to believe. If something was that powerful, it would be easy to hide. I can see situations where they’d go underground. Rose said they were fighting against each other. If you were fighting something that could destroy you, you’d probably try hole up somewhere. Would you risk scaring the locals in the place you chose when they’d so easily alert everything else like you of your location?

Besides, worst happens, we do what she says and nothing happens.”

“No, worst happens, we do what she says, she’s telling the truth and what ever it is that comes kills us all for annoying it.”

“She said they were on her great-great grandmothers side.”

“Were. Besides, she’s dead now. Would they hold allegiance to a dead woman?”

Brett shook his head, “I don’t know. Look. I think she’s right in this being our only shot. If she’s in danger, then so are all of us, even if we leave, we’re associated with her now.”

“Really? How would anyone ever find us? We’d disappear, we’re good at that.”

“So we’d just leave them to die?”
“Look, I appreciate her taking us in, I really do. But I know nothing about her, what do you know about her, Really? For all we know she could have started the house fire herself.”

“She wouldn’t do that.”

“Wouldn’t she? You said yourself she’s scared, she  could have done something stupid. She said she needed people to call the god thing, so maybe she just tried to flush us out and accidentally killed a few of us instead.”

“No. She wouldn’t have done that. I know she couldn’t.”

Amy looked at the two of them, “Stop talking. Both of you. Think about this. We have a chance to see something no one else has probably ever seen. Didn’t you ever read stuff about magic and wish it was real? Well, now we have that chance. I think we should do it. We can always cut and run if things get hairy. At the very least, we should check out what else is in this safe.”

Grady shrugged. “I guess. It’s a bad idea though. I’m only staying to make sure you don’t do something stupid.”
“What about Jack?”

“I don’t think we should tell him. He’s probably safer if he doesn’t know. Besides, he said he was going to split soon.”
Grady glared at Brett. “I like that he gets to leave without knowing but it’s too dangerous for us.”

Brett sighed, “Fine, I’ll have a talk with him, I’ll get Rose to show him, if he hasn’t already cleared out.”
“That’ll do I guess.”

They stood in the office, looking at the hole in the wall, “Why didn’t you just use the key?”

“Everyone in the family used to have a key, but some of my extended family weren’t the greatest of people. A few of them fell into bad crowds, took a lot of drugs. They broke in one night and emptied out some of the stuff, they couldn’t get the item that we need today. There was fear that they’d come back for them and concerns that someone else might break in and it’d get blamed on the others. So my grandfather had all the locks changed and the safe replaced, then he confiscated the old keys from the family and destroyed them. There was only one key and it was kept with one person. Every few years it would be voted on and it would go to someone else. It wasn’t exactly a coveted position, usually given to whoever seemed to be the most trustworthy. The last person to get it was a second cousin of mine, she disappeared two months ago. There was no other way to get in.”
Grady studied Rose for a moment, “Ok.” She didn’t believe Rose,  but there was no proof of lying. Rose went into the safe first and, assured there were no traps or crazy poisons, Grady and Amy followed. Inside they looked at the items on the shelves, they were valuable looking, probably rare too.
“I don’t think we could really sell these.”
“Why not?”
“If she reports them stolen, then we’re going to be too easily traced.”
“I’ll give you certificates of authenticity, I’ll write out receipts, anything you want. The room will be uninhabitable for a few days though, they’ll be fine, but if you want something, take it now.”

Grady took a few rings and bracelets, Amy grabbed some antiques, while bending to pick up a small golden statuette, she noticed a drawer, she pulled it open, revealing rows of cash. “Is this up for grabs too?”

“Take it.”

Grady joined Amy and together they filled a bag, it was mostly stacks of twenties and fifties, with a few hundreds thrown in. They’d have to count it all out later. This alone would be worth it.

They placed their items and bag onto the desk in the office, “so, now what?”
“The items is a rock, you probably saw it. It doesn’t look like much.”
Amy nodded, “Yeah, I saw it, kinda oblong, the size of a large book?”
“That’s the one. It needs to be opened, but I think breaking it in two will do.”
“Ok, well, who’s going to do it?”
Grady and Amy looked at each other, they hadn’t discussed it.
“I think you should do it Amy. You already know what it looks like.” Brett moved closer to them, Grady shrugged.
“I don’t mind, if Amy’s fine with it then it’s ok with me.”
Amy nodded, “Yeah, sure, I’ll do it then.”
“You should stand at the edge of the door, throw it as hard as you can at the wall then step outside, the rest of us will close the door and Rose will seal it a bit so it won’t fall out.”
“The energy should be contained so that won’t happen, but I don’t want to risk it. As soon as it leaves your hands, step outside, don’t hesitate.”

“What would happen if I stayed inside?”
“You could be killed.”

“Oh. Well I guess it’s too late to back out now.” She took a step towards the door.

The safe seemed larger when she was in it alone. It was so very dark. Amy went over to where she thought the stone was and after a moment of searching, she found it. She picked it up gingerly, it felt warm to the touch, incredibly smooth and surprisingly light. She walked to the door slowly, not wanting to trip or drop the stone. When she reached the edge, she stopped and turned, she took a deep breath, then threw it as hard as she could.

As soon as the stone left her hands she turned and dove through the door, half expecting it to seal shut before she’d make it out. As she was about to hit the floor, she heard something shatter and, as she landed, the others started yelling to push the door. By the time Amy was standing again, the door had been put in place and Rose was sealing it. She frowned, what ever material it was made out of must have been quite light.

“Do you think it worked?”
Rose called out over her shoulder, “I think it did. We can’t be sure until it turns up though.” Once the door was secured in place she stepped back.

Brett could feel it, and he knew the others could too, it had worked, now it raged inside its prison.

Grady and Amy were too busy fawning over their money to care about much else. Simon had already left  the room. Soon they’d have to go out and find a body for it, just a temporary one. Then they could start to work on finding the other containers and releasing the rest.

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About Alan James Keogh

I am a 24 year old writer who somehow tricked U.C.D. into giving me not only a degree in English and Classical studies, but an Hons Masters in Creative Writing too. Visit my blog where I post short stories twice a week (Monday and Wednesday) and an installment of a serialised novel on Fridays. I did consider writing this in the third person, as though it was written by someone else, but Alan is not comfortable writing in the third person as it seems kinda creepy and unbalanced so Alan decided it was probably best to write in the first person. He hopes it went well for him.
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