Capítulo 57: Echoing whisper
In the room there was a thin mist that stunk profusely.
The stench was like nitric acid on flesh and brought some tears to Mama V's eyes.
There was also the sound.
It was low and quiet, like an echo of whispers but it was there. Ringing in her ears and she had to stop herself from crunching her face.
Her feet took a step into the room and the whispering echo grew slightly louder.
"Come in here." She told her guards and they hesitated a moment before stepping in. When their eyes grew wide, she became sure that the sounds were real.
She took two more steps and the whisper grew in intensity. Mama V tilted her head and tried to listen to what she heard.
"yo...hea...I..."
"tha...som...nee...can"
"I...wil...can...sou..."
Ugh, she couldn't hear a damn thing!
Her eyes looked around the room, and saw Lesley's pants on the floor.
Slowly, her hand took the form of a predatory claw as she turned towards the jacuzzi. Taking three steps, she appeared in front of it and that's when three things happened.
Firstly, the whispers grew loud enough for her to hear;
"It...won't...let...me"
"No...stop....go...go"
"I...need...can't...you"
But unfortunately it made little sense.
The second thing was that the smell grew so pungent that it felt like she had shoved an onion onto her face and squeezed the juice out. She wanted to cough and cry so badly to relieve her eyes.
But she couldn't.
Because the third thing that happened is that she saw the jacuzzi.
Now Mama V had seen a bit in her lifetime, not too much but she could honestly say that it took alot to surprise or shock her. Cases like a teenager with a high rank zombie were a good example.
Veranda had often tried to surprise her but she'd failed miserably and so it became a agreed consensus that she was not easily shocked or spooked.
Mama V had prided herself on that but in less than a week she received two shocks to her system.
One was Lesley's ownership of a high rank zombie.
The next one... was this.
The jacuzzi, which had held a large supply of spit, urine and detergent, and had been a nice treat was gone.
All the bubbly, murky blue liquid had vanished.
In it's place was something else.
A crystalline and bubbling green liquid filled the tub. It stank like the remains of a horse after fifteen days of death in the sun with maggots and flies. Little bubbles would burst and releases a pungent aroma of rot and decay. The whispers seemed to come from the liquid and they sounded frantic and desperate.
She had no idea what she was looking at.
Really, what was this!?
"Mama, I think we outa go." The young guard from before said nervously, he was the only one that had bothered to get closer, Mama V couldn't agree more though.
But before they could move, a hand reached from the liquid and reached out into the air, like a drowning man grasping for help.
Mama V's eyes widened in shock when she saw that arm. The hand was slender and a bit bony from hunger, but it was also covered in freckles.
"It's the boy. Don't just stand there!" She shouted at the guard," Grab his hand while he's still floating. He sinks and I'll toss you inside."
It was odd she talked about sinking in a jacuzzi that was not even half the depth of a swimming pool, but the statement just sounded true. She felt like you could drown in that horrendous liquid.
The guard quivered with fear before nodding his head and grabbing the extended hand. He gritted his teeth and prepared to just lift Lesley out of the liquid... but he soon found out, he couldn't.
No matter how much he struggled, and tried to pull back, the arm wouldn't let him go.
Mama V acted quickly and her sharp nails slashed a pair of red and bloody lines on what she guessed to be Lesley's wrist.
The hand in the bubbling liquid let go and the man drew back in terror, clutching his hand to his chest. He had felt like his bones were tingling in his flesh, not in an uncomfortable way but it just felt wrong. So wrong.
But it wasn't over.
The hand waved around, with the blood dripping into the acidic liquid below. After a moment, another hand rose and so did a freckled face.
Gasp and steps of fear rung in the room and even Mama V took a step back as she looked at the red head who arose from the substance in the jacuzzi.
It was Lesley's face, his freckles and red hair but one thing was off and that was his eyes. They were pitch black with small green flames inside them like ambers from a mystic fire.
They were unnerving.
Ghastly to the extreme and unnatural to look at.
Especially since they were locked onto the four of them.
"I...ahh," one guard stumbled back and turned away towards the door. He couldn't take it! Those eyes were of a monster!
As soon as he tried to leave, Lesley's hand turned to him and he pointed with one index finger. As if a wall had appeared, the man stopped in his tracks.
Lesley twirled his finger and the man turned around.
Mama V's breath caught in her throat.
"His eyes...are," One guard tried to speak but his fear and spit silenced him.
For how could he not be afraid?
The eyes of the man who had tried to run were bleeding steams of crimson upon his face. He didn't try to wipe it and instead stood there, with his blood dripping from his chin to his chest and the floor.
"Come."
Their legs almost buckled from the weight!
That voice!? She thought in horror, it did not sound like the child she saw less than ten minutes ago.
It was so deep, heavy and gravelled like sandpaper scrapping the bones of a baby.
The man with the bleeding eyes started walking towards the jacuzzi.
The other guards wanted to open their mouths to tell him to stop but they wouldn't dare risk joining him.
So they watched.
It was left than seven feet from the door to the jacuzzi and the man had barely reached the frame before stopping, his fear must have made it seem like a mile to freedom.
Now that situation was reversed and the ones watching felt like each step was a kilometre crossed. A man walking to his death noticed the seconds but the man walking showed no hesitation, the ones watching him however noticed each step he took as he got closer to the jacuzzi.
Finally he arrived.
Lesley moved back and the man got inside the bubbling liquid. They saw how his skin turned red just after entering the jacuzzi and wondered why he wasn't screaming or sinking.
Was it because of him, she wondered as she looked at Lesley's nonchalant face.
The red head moved closer to the man, placing his two pale hands onto the man's red and blood stained cheeks. He seemed to be looking at him but with those eyes it was hard tell his thoughts.
Actually, no , she didn't want to know what was going on in his head and her eyes turned to her guard. He was a man in his early thirties, but could pass off as late twenties. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He was a looker with a nice double chin and sharp brows. He was Mama V's type of guard and very attractive.
But unfortunately that was about to change.
Lesley moved and...
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NixelLazuli
NixelLazuli Does anyone feel like this story needs cake?
Or cookies?
Maybe it's mother thing I'm having for Mama V but darn,I'd love a good vanilla for this chapter.
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