Shadow Crawlers. Part 40.

I caught up on my reading somewhat, yay! I haven’t been feeling all that great the last few days, so I was able to read. Finished off Words of Radiance by Brandon Sanderson, it was awesome. I’ve also a few books that I have to get cracking on, so that’s something at least. Reading definitely provides a good distraction, so it’s pretty helpful.

Hope everyone has a good weekend!

On with the show!

Part 1, Part 39

Grady, Amy and Joey waited in the house, the mopeds were down in the tunnels already, they were packed and ready to go when the time came. The tunnels had been lit as Rose had promised, thin bars of twisting flames lined the ceiling and the floors, providing more than enough light to guide them. They had a small cart with essential items tied to the back of one of the mopeds. Both Grady and Amy had driven them outside until they were comfortable driving at slow speeds. Grady didn’t care what Ed said, she didn’t plan on going fast for fear of sudden turns.  She thought it was a bit ridiculous that they had to flee like this, but Rose and Ed had been adamant that it was the best way to go in terms of passing the distance quickly and without being tracked, Amy had agreed. They could cut through a lot of twists and turns, avoid traffic and stopping, however Grady was unsure about it actually saving them time. If they were leaving through the streets they’d be able to use a car and move much faster. Both Grady and Amy hoped that by the time they reached the end of the tunnels they’d be comfortable enough to drive them at normal speeds on the streets. It had already been decided that Amy would take Joey and Grady would take the cart, she wasn’t sure how street legal it was, they planned to get a car as soon as they could, but that could take an hour or two and they didn’t want to be stationary for that amount of time.

They sat near the entrance of the tunnel in the kitchen, the tunnel entrance it self was a wide open space that gently sloped downwards. Once they were inside, it would seal itself. Stuff could get through, but it would take a while. They’d have plenty of time to get away. Both wanted to flee, get it over with, but they had to wait, if someone attacked the house, they had to know that people were here only a short while before.

“We shouldn’t be bothered out here, at least not by anyone that will be missed.”

“Ok, I have the perimeter set up, we should be fine for when she arrives.”
Ed had spent the day in the park creating tunnels, he did it slowly so as not to arouse any suspicion, most people didn’t notice the faint rumbles, and any that did assumed it was just some heavy machinery that was working nearby. He had made small gaps through out the tunnels, allowing someone to peer out, but with the grass, it was hard to see the small gaps. Brett and Rose had already positioned themselves in the tunnels, Ed elected to stay with Simon until closer to the time. It was faint, but if someone looked closely, they’d notice the area had taken on a slight bowl shape, thin mounds circling the entire area.

Alice sat on the ground, contemplating. This was obviously some kind of trap, she wasn’t that stupid, but she wasn’t sure how they had planned to trap her. After all it was single combat, a duel, she would be safe from the others, wouldn’t she? Of course they wouldn’t be safe from her, she had already set that plan in motion, before the barrier time, they would have a nasty shock when her army arrived. She loved how many homeless people there were in these times, so many people on the streets that no one cared about, that no one would miss. Through out the day she had gathered them all and gave them instructions, they would arrive slowly, at different times and hide so as not to alert anyone and, when the time came, they would all attack. She was confident that she would win, after all it was no match and there lay the danger. She knew she would win, so therefore the others had to know that too, it wasn’t something as trivial as  confidence, it was fact. They wouldn’t throw away a chance like this, they’d do something. Perhaps they had others involved as she did, ones who would attack her, but she couldn’t imagine how, they didn’t have her kind of powers, they couldn’t control people and animals as she could. They could have used fear or intimidation, but there was no way those people would be reliable, that they would hold in the face of her might. No, they were planning something else, something that they thought might work, obviously, what ever their plan was, it was a desperate ploy, one that they hoped would work.

Ed left him, going down to the tunnels. Simon breathed deeply, ignoring the pounding in his head. He had to relax, be calm, allow his instincts to kick in. He had various tricks that he could use to delay things, but they had to deal with her quickly, or else they’d lose. The pounding in his head grew louder, he winced and took a deep breath, it was just nerves, that was all, he could do this. It was almost time, soon she’d arrive and then well, there was only one way to find out.

He felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, he stumbled forward and spun, expecting her to be there, but there was no one. He paled, hoping that it wasn’t what he thought. Simon closed his eyes, going into the darkness until he found it, the door, it stood where it always had, large and imposing, but now there was a large crack running through the centre of it, light squirming through. He could hear faint shouts and screams on the other side and above it all was a familiar voice, Simon screaming, “We’re almost through, keep going, keep going.”

The door shuddered as something large and heavy struck it, pain pounded through his head, Simon was trying to break free, and he was succeeding.


About Alan James Keogh

I am a 26 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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