Friday, April 22, 2011

Dead Rite chapter 55.12

Dill’s introspection was interrupted by his phone vibrating. He pulled it from his pocket and stared at the screen, the dozen text messages from ‘unknown sender’ giving him a warm and friendly feeling. Sam hadn’t been discovered or given up on him. He opened the first.

Dude? Can’t see you.

and the second:

Dill? Move back into camera range.

and the rest:

Dude! Where are you?

Lost you. Are you okay?

Traced your phone. You’re off the map. Turn around.

Where are you? Answer me, mate.

Are you getting these?

Where are you?


Okay. You’re dead aren’t you?

I mean, more dead. Unresponsive.

Found you! How did you gat all the way to the park? Dude?

Yeah. It was nice to know Sam cared so much. It gave him the warm and fuzzies. He thumbed back a text: Found an old tunnel that led out of the facility. You should see the weird art they have underground. Who knew?

He pressed ‘send’ but an error message popped up on screen: No recipient entered. Dammit. How was he supposed to get a message back to Sam?

Dill eyes the two exits. The manor or the museum? No contest, really. The whole point of the exercise was to get to the manor.


stephanie said...

Why do I feel as if I'm going to be chilled soon?

Leatherdykeuk said...

Nah -- You know I only write warm and fluffy!