PETER JONES WAS IN AGONY, IN tears, as he allowed whatever force this was to use his right hand to scribble two words down onto pieces of paper for him to read.
This force, whatever it was, didn't know the language Peter Jones spoke, so he had to read the two words in seven different languages before it was finally translated to English.
Those two words were the reason Peter Jones stood on that cliff facing the Loch. Those two words were the reason he had a pistol in his hand with one precious bullet inside: cold and heavy as it waited for the ignition of the gunpowder to give it warmth and power.
The yellow page he ripped out of his journal was gripped in his left hand. He set his journal ablaze, along with the house he'd lived in for seven years; even after the death of his wife.
Warn them. The force that possessed his right hand had whispered the words to him repeatedly. Save them. They weren't the words on the yellow page. No, the words on the yellow page were worse. The moment Peter Jones read them and understood them he was hit with a shockwave of visions. There was fire, screams, the stench of burning skin and hair, boiling blood everywhere.
He'd gotten visions before. He was the town's resident medium, after all. It was his job to see that which no other person could. But these visions weren't from his 'usual supplier'. They went by him in the split of a second, but stayed with him for days.
The images in those visions: they were worse than the various descriptions Hell.
Warn them. Save them.
That hell would come soon. Peter Jones was scared, and those he had to warn couldn't possibly stop it from arriving. Right?
He raised the pistol to his right temple. The sun squinted at him from behind the clouds. He smiled back at it. There were voices coming from beyond the cliff.
Poor kids, he thought. I'm sorry to traumatize you even further.
Those weren't his last thoughts. His last thought was the hope that his protégé would manage life without him.
She was a gift, indeed.
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When He Calls (Moons of Nibiru - Book #1)
TerrorWhen every child under thirteen vanishes, the world spirals into chaos, unaware of a darker force at work. In the quiet town of Marbel, a group of teens stumbles upon this lurking evil, the true cause of the global disappearance. As they navigate th...
