The Mayor

Ch.25

Corania stretches her limbs as she rests inside of the tub. She is sore but pleasantly so as Clay didn't stop at one round. He told her in that deep southern drawl that they had to make up for the lost time. Oh, and they sure did. She smiled to herself and brought the rag to her neck wiping along with it and dabbing at the tender section. The bite marked was tender but also felt nice. She couldn't explain it.

Clay had made sure she drank some orange juice and had made her a delicious breakfast that she actually finished in its entirety since she was so hungry. Leaning back she closed her eyes and relaxed. Her body and mind felt she was living on cloud nine.

Stepping out of the tub she drained the water and lotioned up her body. Sitting at her vanity she bruised through her damp hair and left it free. Looking in the mirror she realized that she looked happy, healthy.

Before this trip, she lived off ramen and burgers. She would admit that they were the best burger she had ever eaten but still. She didn't live the best life. She was a struggling college graduate who still isn't over the loss of her father. She suffered through depression and tried to live her best life but it didn't seem like her life was amounting to much but debt.

But here she didn't have to worry about anything. Pulling on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Straightening the bed she pulled open the shades and took in the warmth of the sun. Clay had returned to his resting spot and had gone to sleep. Going downstairs she decided that maybe she could watch some tv and just relax. Skipping down the stairs she sat on the sofa and turned to a movie not really caring what it was about. Before she knew it she was starting to fall asleep but a faint thudding sound had woke her up.

Getting up from the couch she walked to the foyer and listened for the sound again. "I must be hearing things," she said to herself and shrugged, turning to go back to the couch.

"Thump... Thump." she heard it again walking around she stopped when she came to the basement.

 Looking at the door she brought her hand to the handle and stopped. Stepping back she hesitated. Walking away she slipped on her sneakers and went into the kitchen and grabbed a knife.

Taking a deep breath she headed back to the door and nodded. She had to know! Grant could be down there or it could be some vampires but this was a risk she was willing to take. Twisting the knob she frowned when it didn't open.

"Dammit!, I need to get this door open." looking around she didn't see anything that would help her so she jammed the knife into the slot through the opening on the side and slashed at the wood there. 

After ten minutes the wood was finally splinted enough that the door was loose. Setting the knife down she grabbed the handle with both hands and yanked. Yanking again she felt the door give flying open.

Picking the knife back up she squinted at the darkness and stepped in. Taking the stairs one at a time she went slowly and gagged at the stench. She jumped as she felt something run over her feet. Walking more she could make out what looked to be cells.

Her hands shook as she held the knife out in front of her. Looking into the first one she yanked back in disgust. A woman's body was thrown in the corner. Her body is sickly thin and a ghastly grey. Corania felt tears come to her eyes. She yelled when a rat pushed through her stomach covered in blood. Pieces of flesh stuck to its whiskers.