demoniac//an evil dead story

chapter five

As promised, Katherine made it to the hotel early the next morning. She finds Ash sitting on the broken down bench outside his room eating a bag of chips while wearing the gray sweats he received at the hospital and a white shirt. He looks troubled until he sees her, and his face lights up. She greets him with a kiss on the cheek, then sits down beside him.

"Did you sleep well?" she asks.

"Not a single bit," he answers.

She leans against him, "I'm sorry."

"It's all good," he kisses the top of her head. "I'm just glad you're here now."

"So, I do have another question."

Ash groans, "Your questions always seem to lead to trouble."

"Oh come on, I'm allowed to ask questions considering everything you've told me."

"I'm not much of a teacher, Kat. I don't know shit about these things except how to kill them."

Her mind is still a flurry of questions. She knows there's likely a limit to the things he'd want to talk about no matter how curious she is. For example having to chop up his girlfriend and friends is likely a completely off limits topic.

"Just tell me how the chainsaw arm thing works," she suggests.

His face lights up. Even before the Evil Dead attacked, Ash was never one to turn down an opportunity to brag. He smirks at her, "Oh, you wanna see that huh?"

"Yes," she stands up. "I've been curious about it."

He stands up as well and takes her hand. "Alright, I'll show you the ol' chainsaw. I'm gonna warn you though, it may end this whole 'taking it slow' thing you got going on."

They start back towards his room hand in hand. The morning sun blazes on the bare skin of her legs.

"Why is that?"

"Ladies can't resist a man with a chainsaw hand," he says with a suggestive wink.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. We'll see."

Katherine sits cross legged in the middle of the bed while Ash fishes the chainsaw out of the chest. He stands at the edge of the bed so that she could watch him assemble everything. The first thing he does is take out a cylindrical piece of metal with a type of padding lining the inside.

"Now pay attention, baby. This is an Ash Williams specialty. It's one of a kind," he brags.

"I'm watching," she assures him.

"This part goes over the wrist," he slides the cuff on. "Then it latches into the chainsaw to create a chainsaw hand." He latches the two together before bulling out what looks like a belt clip. "This little guy latches to my belt so I can rev the chainsaw up even if I've got something in my hand."

"That is very impressive," she praises him.

He turns a light shade of pink, "Yeah I guess it is." He unlatches the chainsaw and turns away from so he can place it back in the chest.

Katherine looks down at her hands. There was an uneasy feeling settling into her stomach. For the first time she begins to look at this situation as something other than just a mystery to solve. Ash seems so convinced this evil is gone, never to be seen or heard from again. Yet all it would take was someone finding the book and reciting the words, and she wouldn't know how to defend herself. There are many things still uncertain about the situation. She can't stop herself from being afraid of what could happen. She feels Ash's weight shift the bed next to her as he lies on his side, using his elbow to prop himself up.