immediately after leaving his
appointment Cal headed to the grocery
store in preparation for his date in the
off chance that Gwen wanted to come
inside his house I got hungry an array
of really unspectacular shit filled his
cart onion cucumber canned chili spam by
the time he got through a shopping and
got to the checkout line the going was
slow but the line progressed before
coming to a grinding halt when Cal was a
third person in line the glasses wearing
presumably teenaged cashier had stopped
swiping a scanner and stood still a
zipper gantu and mustache man before him
gave her an earful the one-sided
conflict had been born of a 25 cent
coupon for a three dollar can of del
monte green beans not being accepted by
the system realizing that the man was
not going to relent the boy picked up
the PA and called for a manager despite
his efforts five minutes passed without
the emergence of a manager as the
debacle played past a 10-minute mark a
thought floated through Cal's mind it's
25 for consents you cheap son of a bitch
just let the man ring your shit up so
the rest of us can get on with our lives
before I shove some quarters down your
throat within a matter of seconds and
overhead light snapped off from the
ceiling and careened into the metal cash
register the employee was copy surprised
and the end of the light fixture the
lights smashed against the youth arm
dislocating and lacerating it as well as
the cash register with such a force that
its splintered open fragments of metal
and glass shot across the lane
the area behind it somehow managing to
only hit the mustache bargain ear the
large man hit the ground screaming in
response to the shards throughout his
body his blood leaked out of a
particularly nasty cut on that artery on
his right leg as if fulfilling a
prophecy coins rained down from the
wreckage of the register but of special
note where the quarters would choose the
ground rolling into the open mouth of
the screaming man mr. mustache as
Gullett became obstructed and grounded
the injured man became even more
panicked frenzied his cut forearms
weakly reached for his throat as he
choked all the while a dark tide of red
dripped from his gashes and sprayed
forth on the punctured artery instead of
moving forward to help everyone stepped
back either out of shock or a desire not
to get bloody a piss poor imitation of a
gurgle came from the choker and he
escalated into smashing his head against
the concrete floor some onlookers may
have thought that this is an attempt to
loosen some of the quarters lodged in
his throat but now that were then giving
him too much credit instead the act was
one of madness brought on by
hopelessness and a dire lack of oxygen
the man's forehead began to bruise
purple or perhaps the coloration was
from the lack of oxygen not entirely
unlike a very mishandled potato his
pupils soon emerged and his movements
slowed a complete season followed no one
at the checkout Lane bothered to check
for pulse to confirm the man's death in
fact they all did the opposite and
beelined out of the lane and out the
nearest exit is a panic
Cal however stared at the corpse in
shock while blocking out the cashier
screams and cries for someone to outlet
the Fallen light picture off of his arm
oh god I did this I once again thought
of killing someone and they died am i
psychic Cal staring was brief and then
he also made a retreat for an accent
just as a crowd started to gather around
the lane in a similar manner to the
incident at the hospital Cal said in his
mustang and regained his composure
before driving home this time he managed
to book it out of the parking lot and a
few blocks down before being passed by
an ambulance and a handful of police
cars in the opposing lane he felt sick
to his stomach from what he had
witnessed and the realization that he
had somehow killed someone who once
again therefore upon his return home he
plopped straight into bed and attempted
to sweep the rest of the day away with
limited success most of his time in bed
was spent lying awake and pondering if
he had psychic powers and how to test
them all of it possible to do so without
killing anyone did he have any other
abilities or was there another
explanation for all this the didn't
amount to coincidence it was quite
reasonable
his thinking session was interrupted
soon after the Sun had set and darkness
had taken hold a loud spirited lap
resounded from within caldé house and
much took health care it didn't belong
to him Cal shot straight up as if he
intended to react bravely or stupidly to
his unwanted guests however his courage
was lacking and he could do no more than
maintain that position out of beer a
raspy but playful almost encouraging
masculine sounding voice resounded from
within the bedroom causing I've earned
too frequently gaze around an attempt to
place a voice to a body he did so
without success what curious an imagined
adults you have for a rabbit man and I
mean Cal who was shaking and tightly
clutching the covers pushed a response
out bit by bit who who who was there up
are you at the government a laugh that
was even louder than the first resulted
from within the room and sounded as if
it were nearer than the first had been
perhaps underneath the bed with a
government me all wrong you are Calvin
you are is wrong about that idea as the
idea of having powers curiosity in a
fear of what the individual in the room
new partially managed to erode Calvin's
fear of death and thus his words came up
north unique who are you and what do you
know about what is happening to me the
voice boomed without missing a beat
while the voice spoke the frightened man
was able to pinpoint the voices origin
it was coming from beneath him why he
couldn't see the in Tudor now made sense
he was underneath the bed his eyes
darted for the veteran door alas his
legs did not
for his curiosity and doubt wave him
down to the bed he listened intently as
the voice spoke both questions you have
asked all the same you only need to look
toward your gut for the answer seriously
lift up your shirt and look the man set
still and silent for a few seconds
uncertain if he'd be attacked will
occupied with his shirt in the end he
relented and hesitantly lifted his shirt
above his stomach a whoosh of air
escaped his lips as he stared in
disbelief at his stomach his scars
specifically what should have been a
fresh paint color was instead of
darkened somehow Virant black ink was
the best comparison that his mind could
conjure the etchings were not only
irregular in color but also pulsing
hello Cohen the raspy playful tone of
voice resounded from Kelvin and now
blackened scar Mays the most feminine
scream to ever leave the adults lips did
so in that instant he recoiled from his
bed hitting his head on the nightstand
at Santa next to it which caused a lamp
to be cast down on his already sore head
luckily the lamp didn't shatter and
rolled under the floor beside him what
the hell is going on
he shrieked from his newly claimed spot
on the floor no response came from the
oddity that was his scars the sound of
heavy breathing nearing the point of
hyperventilation played throughout the
better one what is happening to me he
muttered dejectedly a single worded
response was given greatness tears
trailed from the man's either his mental
faculties began to break down leave me
alone do you men he responded in a
wailing tone not dissimilar to that of a
punished child demon you laughing to me
to hell spawn his most insulting Cal who
was sobbing deeply replied in a meek
voice with long gasps of air between
each word Satan oh my god oh why me ah
the occupier of his scars became most
agitated and let it seep into it's now a
thorn of tone No ah I'm dirty the 32
year old rocked back and forth cradling
loan lamp with a somber expression as he
sat on the floor oh Christ my powers are
destroying my mind I I long as they the
self-proclaimed Deirdre misapplication
had worn thin and it now began to shout
in a near primal voice a tone so deep
and guttural it will likely make any
such practitioners throw
I'm not a demon I'm not a devil and you
are not insane or sucking this is real
and happening get over yourself you had
no problem accepting things as they were
when it was convenient to you except me
after the hysterics ended council again
what are you and why have you chosen me
I do not know I simply just band for the
first time Calvin grew a pair and
snapped back in frustration you lie how
could you be so adamant about what you
are not yet not know what you are one by
what could you possibly do about it I
enjoy them and that is all you need to
know you should be thankful I clued you
in on that entail if der drime had a
face Kelvin suspected it would be
smiling based upon the smugness that
exuded from its response
on the opposite end of town detectives
Arthur Kendrick and Monty Bedivere sat
sequestered in the back room of a
Hanover Police Department analyzing
security footage which had captured the
two strange deaths over the past week
and a half the scruffy faced Arthur
clasped a hand on his coworker shoulder
as he paused the tape and pointed at the
screen with the other Monty turned from
his screen followed his partners finger
and travel up the screen with his hazel
what about it that guy was in line at
the store Arthur exclaimed
enthusiastically as he mashed his finger
against the recording of Calvin ibron
the detective recheck the footage on his
monitor and sure enough both security
tapes did indeed contain the same
individual it looks like you might be
right about these cases being homicides
I'll be damned if I know how he could
have pulled it off though any ideas
Arthur shook his head not a one the way
I figured it it's all too perfect to be
an actual coincidence but it is all
circumstantial so there isn't much we
can do however we could figure out who
he is and and just so happen to be in
the same area as he hasn't keep an eye
on him
the two detectives high-fived each other
and said about figuring out their
mystery man's identity starting with the
police database and working their way
from there
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