The Depths
“I want to get him now.”
“Be patient. We must never arrive early.”
“It’s hard. I hate.”
“I know. I also hate, but we must do this right. It is a privilege to be allowed from the depths to perform this deed.”
“What is that hooked to him?”
“That is his body.”
“No, I mean the thing.”
“Oh. That is something that breathes for him and pumps his heart.”
“Is that what we wait for?”
“No, we wait for people. Ah, here they are.”
“What are they doing?”
“They are here to take away the thing’s power. When they flip a switch, the thing will stop giving him air and pumping his heart. There, they’ve done it. It’ll only be a minute now, and then we can take the spirit to Hell.”
“What is he doing?”
“Well, he can’t move his body to communicate, but with his spirit, he’s trying to get the people to turn the thing back on.”
“Why?”
“Well, I think it’s because he hears us.”
I like this too, Although I reckon being unable to communicate might be the worse possible hell I can think of.
Comment by Grace McCall — October 19, 2009 @ 4:54 am
Hearing the undead conspiring to take your soul has got to be an uncomfortable feeling. Good job!!
Comment by Paul Phillips — October 22, 2009 @ 6:42 pm