The Dark Magician

by Tommy Lindsey

“Ditch, Jerrick. Be cautious.”

  After what seemed like hours, we made it again to the residence. Lashawna peppered me with query after question all of the manner. What did you locate? How many are there? They’re all kids? What befell to their parents?

  The identical element that happened to ours.

  We entered, and I called out to Munster, “We’re right here! Munster? Where are you?”

  He didn’t solution, however directly beforehand, down the hallway leading to the kitchen, I must see the returned door we’d are available in thru thirty mins inside the beyond status open. Below us someplace modified into the cellar. I puzzled how many youngsters—I assumed they were all children—he’d decided?

  “This manner,” I fired in the back of me at Lashawna and Jerrick, and then darted across the expanse of the room, via the kitchen, and out the lower back door. I stopped at the slump and seemed down alongside the outside of the residence to my right. Jack said that the access became out of doors. You should pass outdoor to get to it, she’d knowledgeable Munster and me. I guessed it had to be attached to the residence in a few way, however…

  There! Of course, much like in The Wizard of Oz film! The coincidence of that struck me. Dorothy’s own family had lengthy long gone down right right into a cellar, too…to cover from the terrible tornado. The difference turned into, I had no choice to leave Kansas—or California—and adventure indoors a whirling cloud to a few other super but risky land.

  The door leading to a room underneath the house protruded nearly flat, thrown open, exposing the cement cut down and cement steps most important down. I left Lashawna to manual her brother along the walkway in the back of the residence and ran to the doorway. When I peered down the steep steps, I almost fell backward in surprise. I could listen the sound of muddled voices issuing forth from somewhere in the subterranean chamber, but what jarred me was the glow of moderate that illuminated that a part of the indoors I need to see. It wasn’t thrown from a single candle—soft and dim—as an opportunity, it modified into colourful, as although it originated from a thousand candles, tiny shadows flickering on the floor underneath. I stood staring down until Lashawna and Jerrick stuck up. I didn’t say a phrase once they finally arrived; simply pointed. Lashawna gaped for numerous seconds, then grew to grow to be to me with a query mark on her face.

  “Let’s pass see,” I said.

  Literally see.

  The stairs brought about a extensive, prolonged chamber that opened into three different rooms. Two at the proper, the alternative to my left. Along the masonry partitions to the proper, candle after candle stood on boxes of various heights, though more set into extra or less carved niches immoderate above the boxes. The vital deliver of mild poured out of one of the rooms farther away, and from within, the voices have become clearly clearer with each step I took. A verbal exchange.

  “Nah…they were…till…”

  Munster’s voice, low enough in order that a few issue he changed into pronouncing became split into little clumps. I stopped, expecting Lashawna and Jerrick to descend the stairs, dripping like two rag dolls hung out of doors for hours inside the rain.

  “We…apprehend, we don’t…

  Jack?

  “Hurry!” I called to Lashawna.

  “We’re going as fast as we are able to, Amelia.”

  It ought to were easy going for Jerrick as soon as he managed to get down the stairs, however he took each step on the level ground tentatively, Lashawna a step in front of him, his hand in hers.

  “Ohmagosh, the slight! All the ones candles!” Lashawna said.

  Jerrick in the end spoke as we walked fast down the corridor closer to the room with Munster’s and Jack’s voices. “A wine cellar, ‘Shawna. We’re in a wine cellar.”

  I stopped and regarded returned at him.

  “How should what it's miles? You can’t see a issue…or are you able to?”

  “I can odor it.”

  “What? I don’t smell anything,” I stated.

  “You aren’t blind, are you?”

  Well, what would possibly I comprehend approximately the senses of blind human beings?

  We moved on, Jerrick with one hand stretched in advance, kind of waving it to and fro, I supposed, so that he wouldn’t run right into a rack of wine and produce it down on top of everyone. I may want to do better with out a first rate nose for a few aspect out of the regular, but however, it happened to me, we’d be on same floor in a pitch-black room. Except I’d crash into some thing and everything. Unlike him.

  We entered the little anteroom ablaze with coloration and slight, and, to my astonishment, 5 children. Two had been sitting move-legged on the frayed carpet paying attention to Munster and Jack. An older girl, about Munster’s age I guessed, stood beside Jack with a concerned appearance on her pretty face. The closing had stationed himself in a corner along along with his fingers crossed. Everyone grew to become their heads the on the spot we stepped in.

  “They’re here!” one of the youngest children blurted. She jumped to her ft, observed through the alternative little man who were sitting quietly.

  “Hello,” I greeted them. “My name is Amelia McDougal. This is Lashawna Freeman, and that’s her brother Jerrick,” I said with a twist of my head.

  The greater younger ones regarded tremendous with our invasion in their home, and ran to us, analyzing each folks interestingly. The boy stared silently up at Jerrick for a moment, then shifted his eyes to Lashawna, then me. After a few greater uncomfortable seconds he walked again for the duration of the carpet to the woman’s aspect who grow to be status beside Jack. He latched onto her arm.

  We eased some steps farther into the room; a room about a 3rd of the size of the kitchen somewhere above us. Unlike the room we’d actually come from, this one modified into covered with open cabinets, stacked with jar after jar after jar of food. Canned items as well. It changed into a few form of underground pantry, and except my eyes were gambling tricks on me, there has been sufficient food to feed all of us for a hundred years.

  But, my burning questions were, who had been those kids, and the way had they come together? Jack had asked Munster and me upstairs inside the mattress room if we knew what had came about to the arena. Until we met Lashawna and Jerrick, after which the two men outside the rectory, we concept all and sundry but he and I had died. A short while inside the past we had to upload Jack. Outside in the pool 3 our bodies floated, decomposing, and of them had been children. Jack had survived the flash of deadly moderate, and so had those exceptional youngsters down right right here. Like us, how had they finished that?

  Seems the extensive style of survivors persisted to grow, perhaps expand even larger as time crawled slowly onward.

  Jack spread out right now, making the introductions rapid hearth: Peter popularity beside his sister, Cynthia, now. She status near Jack, Mari and Ashton, the youngest of the organization. After this she told the tale of the manner the survivors got here to be in this house that day, but she had no concept how or why they’d been immune while Mrs. Conklin and considered considered one of her daughters had died.

  “It have become Terese’s birthday. She and Jeremy and me have been playing tag in their pool when it passed off. It modified into horrible! The moderate got here, and it blinded me, however there has been no sound in any respect, besides whilst Mommy fell into the water. After…after…I shook my head and…They had been simply floating! I didn’t understand. ’Wake up, Terese!’ But she didn’t.”

  So the others in the chamber there beneath the grand old residence had collected for a party—the younger host now not spared in a few merciless irony; a vicious twist of future. It became Jack’s mother who lay lifeless inside the pool alongside her greater youthful sister and a friend. Not lengthy after coming to their senses in that new, lifeless international, the eldest of the survivors latched onto every mobile cellphone they'll discover so as to name their mother and father. 911. Anyone. But everything was similar to I determ
ined it moments after I observed a few thing horrible had occurred.

  Peter and Cynthia lived on a neighboring orchard farm some miles north of the Conklins, and internal hours after the catastrophic event, ran to the Conklins’ domestic to locate assist. Of path they located a scene just like the only they’d definitely left.

  And then the appearance of the normal invaders some distance out by using the number one road primary in. The specters moved a number of the timber, crossed the strength, back into the trees on their scary technique to the house. By then the children were crying, sitting inconsolable inside the living room. Jack and Peter stood collectively at the porch, virtually outdoor, peering out over the orchard when they caught sight of the bizarre swirling phantasms.

  “Inside, quick!” Peter had said to Jack.

  Peter. The older brother I constantly wished I’d had. At least decrease again then whilst the only exclusive choice turn out to be Munster the Impetuous. Solid, cute together with his darkish hair and inquisitive blue eyes that belied the indifference of his quiet way. He modified into the cement that held the alternative kids collectively while the herbal inclination turn out to be self-destruction via exposure. Munster’s age. Munster’s contrary.

  Like me, Jack had no concept who or what the creatures out at the pressure have been, high-quality that their look in the wake of capricious death prompted her to freeze.

  “Inside, quick,” he had stated.

  The creatures, or things, whirling round outside might quickly sufficient go together with the circulate the residence. Plainly, to him anyway, their presence changed into linked to all that had came about inside the preceding hour. Hiding in one of the rooms wasn’t an choice, he knew. Locking the back and front doorways; yanking the drapes closed had probable been useless, given that they moved like mist through the orchard wood. Add to that the fact that the more youthful youngsters were sobbing and crying, he knew he had only options, and the choice could must be made right away. Grab his sister and the kids, after which flee through the again door and desire they wouldn’t be noticed, or collect the kids up and cowl someplace midway safe within the home. The 2d choice had an addendum or : locate the safest room to cover in, acquire them up, after which hold them collectively and quiet until the hazard handed.

  The cellar. He’d visible the prostrate door, but may want to the creatures be aware it? Could they even? Surely, he reasoned, they possessed some type of imaginative and prescient. How else may additionally need to they journey about? In that second while a thoughts works one million times quicker than a computer, he perception all this, and positioned the escape plan together.

  “Jack, move outdoor and open the door to the cellar. Hurry!”

  “What are they, Peter?”

  “Just circulate!

  “Cyn, assist me.”

  Jack left. The brother and sister corralled the terrified kids, and in what regarded a snail’s tempo, managed to herd them beneath the house.

  He closed the slanted door in the back of him and rushed down the precipitous stairs. The not likely survivors stayed under the residence for 2 days and nights, softly sobbing, but undetected.

  Everyone belief.

  And The Flamecar...

  “Have you been out of doors but?” Lashawna asked Jack. “I imply aside from to move lower back into the residence?”

  Jack, in her tiny little voice laughed. “Of course! But it’s volatile available. Isn’t it, Peter!”

  Peter had been silent all the while till Jack addressed him.

  “I’m sure of it. That’s why Jack, Cyn, and I take turns looking.”

  The more younger ones were fidgeting via the use of then. Mari, a hint Hispanic female with jet-black hair and deep brown eyes exclaimed, “I need to move HOME! I don’t like it proper here. I need to peer my mommy and daddy!”

  “You can’t, Mari,” Cynthia said to her. “You realize what Peter said. We’re stuck. Take Ashton and circulate play hide and are searching for for or some component. We can’t leave.”

  “I’m bored with our stupid games. I skip over Mommy and Daddy.”

  Didn’t we all.

  Jerrick had left Lashawna and have become exploring the traces of cabinets quietly, his arms running over and alongside every jar, each box. I knew he might also want to concentrate each word spoken, however he was like this loopy, severe machine.

  “So now what?” Munster positioned to the apparent leader who approached us. “Ya’ gonna’ stay down right right here till ya’ keel over dead from boredom?”

  “We best come down here to cover or get meals,” Peter responded. “One people is at the window up in the bed room while the relaxation are within the house, or outdoor all through the day.”

  “Sounds like a pissy pastime. For your data, though, them subjects roamin’ around ain’t the best problem you—we—have. We simply come from a run-in with real stay humans some time lower lower back. Them area invaders won't see us, but there’s other humans roamin’ round that can see proper as you or me.” He brought the gun out proudly, and waved it for Peter and all people else to look. “Had to cap one in each of ‘em back within the church we modified into in. Good issue you determined us.”

  “What? You imply you killed a infant…in a church?” Cynthia requested indignantly.

  “It changed into within the rectory, no longer the church,” I corrected her. A diffused distinction of area in the act of homicide. I guessed it modified into homicide.

  “Hah! That man turned into no toddler. ‘Sides, I didn’t recognize just wherein he turned into standin’ once I shot. But, I got ‘im.” Munster stopped and seemed spherical on the faces of absolutely everyone with an uncharacteristically sheepish appearance in his eyes. I had no choice.

  “He turn out to be ancient, an’ unsightly as sin, an’ he became bent on killin’ us! Scared his buddy off as soon as I completed ‘im—shoulda’ capped him, too, but somethin’…He’s accessible somewheres, and I’m bettin’ he ain’t the simplest one.”

  “Oh no,” Jack stated, slapping each palms over her mouth. I desired to console her, however what does a 15 12 months-vintage say to an eight year-antique when it comes to explaining the ethical rightness of killing every different human, even if that human is “bent on” killing you? I just crossed the gap among us and hugged her. Looking over my shoulder at Munster, I scowled for the umpteenth time that day..

  “What are we going to do now that we’re right here?” Lashawna asked.

  “Get you a towel and some dry garments,” I stated, converting the priority from murder and violence to some thing more practical and calming. It come to be a cold night, even with the raincloud cover, but down there the temperature modified into severely ten stages colder. Lashawna turned into shivering closely now.

  “Jack, is there some aspect in one of the closets that Lashawna and Jerrick and I might also want to exchange into? And a towel?”

  “Yes,” she responded. “Upstairs. I’m not effective any of the garments will match your brother…I endorse her brother, however after you convert I’ll dangle the clothes as much as dry.” She stated that so matter-of-factly.

  Jack took keep of my hand and recommended me to go along with her. As we exceeded Lashawna, she grabbed her hand as well.

  “Tell your brother to observe us,” she stated to Lashawna, as though his capability to do that became as easy as our short-step out into the hall.

  “Wait.” Lashawna stopped. “Jerrick, come with us. I’ll help you.”

  Poor helpless Jerrick.

  “You move in advance. I’m pleasant. I’ll wait right here.”

  “You’re soaked!” she shot lower lower back at him.

  “I’m great. Just cross on without me. If you find a towel, truly carry it returned. I’ll wait right here with the others.”

  Lashawna shrugged, after which we left. Jack bounced up the steps ahead of Lashawna and me, both humans near in the lower back of. Out the door—which she closed whilst w
e’d gotten clean of the doorway—along the concrete path, into the kitchen, and via the house to the second floor.

  She led us to one of the bedrooms opposite the course Munster and I had taken earlier. Inside she went without delay to the closet, opened it, and started out pushing the attire apart in the dim moderate.

  “Can’t have a candle or a flashlight up right here…I don’t apprehend if any of those attire…” She mumbled. She pushed, checked out and felt each garment placing nearly as high as she may also want to gain. “Ah, this one could likely suit you, Amelia. It’s warm feeling, too.”

  Lashawna went beforehand to assist the younger girl in the seek, but I left them, dry get dressed in hand, and crossed the room to the window overlooking the road in. Far away I saw the rear stop of the Flamecar, and beyond it, the vague outline of the belongings’s give up on the highway. There come to be no motion, store the normal rhythm of the downpour, and the occasional whip of orange tree branches driven through surprising gusts of wind. I stared out, my eyes clicking proper and left for severa moments, 1/2-looking ahead to to appearance a person or some problem seem, but it grow to be thankfully quiet.