Thacker sits back in her chair
as though she’s disappointed.
‘Well you’ll have first hand
accounts and you’ll see for yourself. You’ll see it’s a gift as soon as it
happens.’
‘As soon as what happens?’ I
ask.
‘What are you going to us?’ Elle
sits up, terror in her eyes.
‘Going to do? I did it as you
walked through the door.’ She smiles.
I stand up. ‘Let’s go,’ I say to
the other two. ‘We can’t stay here.’
‘There’s no stopping it,’
Thacker says. ‘The Great Beyond awaits you.’
‘Hadn’t you better change me
back to human form?’ Teague asks. Worry creeps into his voice, a slight
wavering on the end of each word.
‘On the contrary, Teague my
dear, you’re going with them. You’re the only man I trust to.’
‘I didn’t agree to this!’ he
shouts.
‘Welcome to the club,’ Elle
says. ‘Easton, I don’t feel good.’
I feel so weak all of a sudden,
like I’ve just blown up a balloon and my breath won’t return. I fall to my
knees as my legs give up on my weight.
I don’t want to go. I want to
live, I want to stay here and wander the earth with my friends forever. But my
body doesn’t agree. Blackness clogs the edges of my vision, and the rest of it
swims from focus. I think I can feel my life ebbing away from me. This is what
dying feels like. Not quick and painless like a car crash, this is lasting. Not
painful but exhausting. My will is beaten and I’m falling.
And I’m falling, falling,
falling.
Gone.
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