Ann and I

22.The Peacock Eater

Dedicated to Wilbert pinches.
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WQoooshhhh!!!! She threw s a ashtray at me, I ducked just in time as it crashed just a few inches away from me. The shards splattered around she shrieked filthy curses at Me. Not satisfied with this, she lumbered toward me till I jammed myself in the wall to escape .Her red eyes indicated she was drunk.
"bloody b#&**¡¡¡ you loiter out, you freak out while I sit and wait for you!!!"
She was shrieking like a banshee now. She held my hair and started dragging me, hitting me with her other free hand. And along she keeps on abusing.
"you slut, you freaking bi***!!!! Wait till I teach you a lesson to be obedient "
The excruciating pain is too much for me to bear.. Tears stream. Whack!!! She slaps and shoves me down and then as I tried to get up, I heard the clinking noise of a chain. Clink clunk! Through my tears I see her binding my leg to a chain and smirking through her nasty yellow teeth. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so monstrous. No matter how hard I tried to get it off, the cold Steel cut my skin won't budge. Tears, blood, her swearing and the chains.... I panicked and started shouting... LET ME GO.... LET ME GO!!!!! another volley of abuses followed.Whack!!!!! Another slap. She lumbered over me to check if I can free myself and when she was satisfied, she took a chair and sitting in front of me smoke one cigarette after another. In between, she would either laugh maliciously or mouth some abuses. I did everything I could. I pleaded for mercy, I pathetically tried to convince her that I would never anger her but she ignored my pleas completely. Her beady eyes shown with a kind of sadistic pleasure.....
I don't remember when exhausted fell asleep.
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I am back in the graveyard but... But... I am not there in real.. I can watch everything from where I am high up... Surrounded by sad gloomy trees making mournful sounds. The Crows that perch around me... Hundreds and hundreds are keeping their eyes shut. It's night and they are sleeping.. The blue grey lights of night fade all the realities away... Whoo oooooooooo.oooo.. The wind grabs the trees like the hair of a maniac and shakes them sadly... All hope all happiness.. Ends here... Here... Down below on the ground.. I spot something someone lying .. Curled like a foetus.. Not dead.. Not dead. And slowly.. As if slowed down in sleep, three tall figures sail towards the sleeping one.. They wear.. All red.. All red and their hair matted.. Filthy.. are long and touching the ground.. The skeletal hands that they hold aside have long black talons and are big.. Very big... They stand around the body... And.. Start dancing.. Eerie humming..... Something.. Which would seep all energy... All joy... I am not able to breath... My spine buzzes with chill... No, it can't be real.. It can't be... They are humming an eerie tune and their hands move in a... Flowing motion. Their faces are covered by their matted hair but the eyes are red and shining. As if in a maniac trance, they move around the sleeping one. My instinct told me to flee but... But I am stranded to the branch I am on... I want to flee. I want to... Sweat beads on my forehead and my spine is buzzing with a pain.... The pain of fear... The dancing figures stop and hold hands...
" up there... She is watching us" one of them sings in a sickly unnatural childish voice. My blood freezes... If only I can move one little finger... Just a bit... A little and I can run... My heart is hammering like a maniac and my body refuses to obey me...
" oooooooooo she wants to run away " coos in the other. They are.. Talking about me...

There is silence of two minutes they seem to be like centuries... This is it, then. they are going to take me away, I know it in my guts. I know it very well. If only I could just move... Move myself.. Just a bit.. I try... I push myself... I try to shout.... But no voice comes out.. My heart gonna burst...
Suddenly, the wind stops blowing all is deadly silent around me.. The smell of death steeping in closer and closer........ And then... And then... Those three creatures, still holding hands rise up in the air...... Holding hands and with their matted hair hiding their faces they are rising towards me... Fear is clutching my heart in an iron grip.. Cold chill down my spine.. Can't take it longer.. ... I close my eyes... Silence.
And when I open my eyes, they are hanging in space... Right next to me... Very still... Hanging just like that in air.....

" Ann " one of them croons..
AND I break into a terrifying scream.... My throat would tear up but I just can't stop..... I scream and scream.....

Someone splashed a glass of cruelly cold water on me and I wake up screaming. I receive a kick in my stomach for that. Half bending with pain and half relieved that it was a nightmare, I try to adjust to the torch light that is shone to my face....
" she is.. Good "
Mercy's voice
" Hmmmm " a male voice. Deep.
I do not recognize the other. But a repulsive stink is associated with this voice... A horrible, evil stink.
" you would have her then sir ?? "
Mercy is almost swooning with a joy. I can feel myself trembling.
" Hmmmm"
And then they start leaving the room, the dark room in which I have been chained like an animals for days..
As they reach the threshold of the door, Mercy moves out and the man too. Thank God
But as he moved out he turned his head to have a glance at me.
A little light of the outer room filtered through.
And I clearly saw and recognized that unforgettable face.
The Peacock Eater from the graveyard.

Author's note
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