Terror in the Woods. J C Lephew
all right, man?” he asked.
“Yeah. I’m okay,” Grog said, almost sounding like he didn’t have a tongue. Grog let go of his jaw and wiggled it back and forth and opened and closed his mouth a few times. “It already feels like it’s getting better,” Grog said.
Then Abbie went to them, limping severely and whining with pain, but she went to her humans. You are getting better already. It’s another gift. You must destroy the Demon immediately, Abbie told them.
Tony looked at the fireplace. “Let’s light a fire and burn it,” he suggested.
Yes, Abbie agreed. Burn it long enough and hot enough should destroy it and all the worms inside of it. But whatever you do, don’t touch it with your bare hands or put it into your shirt. Do it immediately!
Grog stood to get his work gloves and the meteorite still upstairs in his bedroom. Tony and Charlotte went to the fireplace and began placing logs, newspaper, and spraying lighter fluid into it. Then Charlotte lit a match and threw it into the fireplace, which lit with a burst and immediately began to blaze. Grog appeared at the top of the stairs holding the dark red crimson meteorite, holding it out away from his body like it was a terrible smelly diaper.
He came running downstairs and threw it into the fireplace. He took off his gloves and threw them into the fire too. They all watched and could see the worms trying to crawl out from inside the meteorite and then pop and sizzle from the heat of the fire.
It’s working, Abbie proclaimed. It’s being destroyed. You have to destroy the Immortal too. It’s the only way to go back to normal, and you will have to go back eventually. But not yet. He broke my ribs and legs. I’m getting better, but I require some more time to heal and so do all of you.
They all agreed with her.
Charlotte turned and looked at Mike’s body. “How are we going to explain…this?”
Grog and Tony looked up at each other. Then from behind them, they heard an ear-piercing scream. And then a man’s deep voice boomed, “What the fuck happened in my house?”
Grog’s parents were standing just inside the front door, staring at Mike’s body in shock.
“Oh shit,” Grog, Tony, and Charlotte all said at the same time.
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