Coping
“Gabe hisses. His aura is arcing high, splashed with volcanic reds. My body reacts, going all taunt, the monster drifting her nails down my brain.
“Control your energy,” I hiss at him. “You’re going haywire.”
But the thing is, I’m kind of going haywire too.
“Sorry.” Gabe swallows loudly, and his energy starts to stabilize. Those reds don’t go away though.
Tarren walks down the central aisle, sweeping his flashlight inside each stable. Three on each side of the barn facing each other. Small whimp...ers and sobs cut the air each time his light hits another stall. The smell is horrific. Uncleaned bodies, putrefied flesh, shit and piss—all mixed within the swampy heat of the unvented barn.
“There are more than seven,” Tarren says when he reaches the end of the aisle. His voice is tight but steady.
“I can’t feel the ones who are dead,” I whisper and have to repeat it so he hears me.
I take a step forward.
“Not yet,” Gabe says to me. “Let him give the all clear.”MoreLess
“Control your energy,” I hiss at him. “You’re going haywire.”
But the thing is, I’m kind of going haywire too.
“Sorry.” Gabe swallows loudly, and his energy starts to stabilize. Those reds don’t go away though.
Tarren walks down the central aisle, sweeping his flashlight inside each stable. Three on each side of the barn facing each other. Small whimp...ers and sobs cut the air each time his light hits another stall. The smell is horrific. Uncleaned bodies, putrefied flesh, shit and piss—all mixed within the swampy heat of the unvented barn.
“There are more than seven,” Tarren says when he reaches the end of the aisle. His voice is tight but steady.
“I can’t feel the ones who are dead,” I whisper and have to repeat it so he hears me.
I take a step forward.
“Not yet,” Gabe says to me. “Let him give the all clear.”MoreLess
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