Shadow Crawlers. Part 56

It had been three weeks since she had first brought Rose outside to test her and since then Frank had made them go out every day since, Grady was getting better at controlling them, she could feel it inside, her orders were sharper, less easy to break or change. She felt like she could do anything when one of the training sessions ended, but shortly after she started to remember what they were, what they could do if they wanted, and the feeling of triumphant control would disappear, leaving her worried. Frank hadn’t helped her with her fears as he pushed her to give more complicated instructions faster, soon she was rattling off instruction at what felt like ridiculous speeds, worried that she could so easily mess up and accidently kill someone. Despite seeing Rose follow her orders Grady was still worried that it wasn’t quite true, that Rose could break free of her at any moment. Grady knew she would probably never feel completely comfortable controlling someone, or something, so completely, but she knew she didn’t have much of a choice.


Frank sat behind his desk, a view of the city outside framing him. He was doing well, both Grady and Amy were adapting as fast as he had hoped, they were learning and they were listening to his instructions. That was the most important thing. Though Frank knew he had yet to ask them to do something that was inexcusable or that would require a moral dilemma. So far it had just been simple acrobatics that Frank had them perform. He wanted to test their commitment to him, but he couldn’t quite do it yet, he knew that they didn’t trust him enough for him to ask them to kill, it would ruin everything that they had worked for so far. So instead he sat and waited, devising new maneuvers he could have them do. He had been making good progress with Simon who was willing to do things in exchange for seeing his son, they had run all the tests they needed to, but they had found no real difference between Simon or the others physiologically. Frank was disappointed as he expected some kind of change at the very least, even if it was only small, but there was nothing that anyone could find.


Frank leaned back in his chair, smiling, it would take a little longer than he’d prefer but the girls would soon trust him, and it was better than using one of his own men, Frank knew that they could easily turn on him much faster than the girls, particularly if they demanded to know what he as planning. Most of his people were somewhat informed of what was going on and would probably try to negotiate or use one of them for leverage, he could have anything like that happen, not without fear of destabilizing the company and putting his entire plan in jeopardy. This worked well, they girls still didn’t realize what they controlled, not to the full extent, and he would exploit that. Perhaps they’d think to negotiate or use their people, but by then they would firmly belong to him. Life was good.

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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