by Dale Mayer
Like he was going to tell the truth. Cody shrugged. "Just this whole mess. We seriously need to find out what's going on here and who the ringleaders are."
"I know. This has Moltere's touch. But he can't be working alone. That brings up the possibility of a human accomplice…or many of them. And given the size of the operation, we have to consider that Council members all over the world could also be involved."
"If it's that high up we're going to have a lot of trouble ferreting out who is involved."
"I know."
They arrived at yet another series of doors like the ones where they'd left Tessa's family. With a grin at the other two, Cody opened the first one with a flourish. And wrinkled up his face. This room resembled a storeroom. Steel drawers and cupboards lined two walls and the temperature was even colder than the rest of the warehouse. Thankfully there didn't appear to be any bodies lying around.
Closing it again, he stepped up to the second door.
"My turn." Goran pushed the door open and frowned. There'd been someone here recently, from the looks of things. It appeared to be some kind of staff living quarters. Furniture, a small kitchenette. Dirty bottles littered the table. Two doors lined the back walls.
Pushing the door wide enough for everyone else to see, he pointed out the two doors down the back. "We need to check out those."
Ian and Cody headed to the left door first. A series of bunk beds suggested the room was designated a sleeping area. Empty, but clothes lay strewn across bedding. Again, someone had been here recently. The two turned and followed Goran and Jewel to the next room.
Entering, Cody was barely in time to see his father's face darken. He reached out and bent over the lone sleeper. Cody tried to get closer to see what his father was doing, but before he could shift around his dad's large frame, Goran straightened, saying, "He's not going anywhere."
"Did you kill him?" Cody cast a last look at the male in the bed. Not that he really wanted to know.
"No. Used a special hold on him. He'll be out for a good many hours. We'll come back and move him after we do this first sweep."
Smooth. Then, Cody hadn't expected anything else from his old man.
"That leaves the brute still missing and possibly more."
Leaving the living quarters, they systematically went around the warehouse and checked each room for the missing staff member. An hour later, they ended up back where they started, with David and his family.
Cody slapped a high five at David when they met up. "There's no sign of the other personnel yet. We need to find them before they can warn the outside world."
"I'd say that's probably too late. We haven't exactly been quiet in here."
Looking around the small group, Cody frowned, and asked, "Where's Tessa?"
"She's with Jared. He's unconscious and Rhia's worried about him." A weird look came over David's face.
Cody frowned. "What aren't you telling me?"
With a shrug, David tried to brush him off.
"No. Tell me. Is he going to make it?" Cody asked.
David leaned in. "Tessa says he looks different than a few days ago. Better. As if he'd been given something to improve him."
And how was he supposed to take that? Cody studied David's eyes. "Improve? How?"
"We don't know. Mom is wondering if there was something odd in the drugs they were giving him. Like an enhancer of some kind."
"Are you thinking they were doing experiments of some kind? On humans? Oh gross." Not a thought he wanted to dwell on. "Remember when we were in the monitor room and we saw what appeared to be a couple of vampires suspended? Possibly our missing friend, Daren? Jewel thought she saw him in the monitor room, remember? That doesn't make any sense, right? It's not like our blood is hard to come by or special or what they want to drink, so…?"
"Right. Like why are they up there?" David stared up at the rows of suspended bodies. "I wonder if they're being punished? Maybe they found out about this place and threatened to expose it or had invested initially and then wanted out," he said enthusiastically, warming to his ideas. "This could be a way of keeping them from talking."
Cody studied the rows. "As much as I don't want to, maybe we should walk up and down and see if we know any of them." He almost laughed at the look of revulsion on his friend's face.
"Yeah, I guess," David said.
Turning, Cody looked around to get his bearings. "They should be in the corner, according to the monitors we saw. That would make it…" he spun around slowly trying to place the scene from the monitor with the right area in the room. "It would make it over there." He pointed to the corner on his left at the far side. "And the more of us that go and look, the better the chance that we might recognize someone."
"I think our fathers should come take a look. Keep the girls out of this step in this process."
"Good idea."
"What's a good idea?" Serus came up behind them.
Within minutes he was calling Goran over. The four males headed in the direction Cody pointed out. As they walked, Cody tried not to stare. Every person was distorted by the plastic wrapped around them giving them an unreal, almost un-human aspect. It was more than freaky. It was like a bad science fiction movie.
There had to be dozens of people in just one row. His stomach clenched when he did the math. "David, do you realize how many people are hanging here? They couldn't all have disappeared around the same time."
"I'm sure they've been disappearing, a few here and a few there, for a very long time." David glanced up, grimaced and turned his face forward resolutely.
Serus and Goran spoke quietly ahead of them. Cody couldn't quite hear and he wanted to. Motioning to David, he picked up the pace so the bits of conversation were understandable.
"Moltere dropped off the grid when?"
"Hell if I know. Forty, maybe fifty years ago, maybe. After Taz was rescued. But Moltere wasn't actually seen or recovered during that rescue. He could have disappeared a lot earlier."
Cody frowned. Damn it. His father always did that. Spoke in half sentences, half thoughts. He glanced around. They should be in the area they'd seen on the monitors.
"Hey. Old guys."
Both men stopped and spun.
Cody grinned. "At least I have your attention." At the disgruntled look on their faces, his grin powered up a watt. "I think we're here. You should be looking at these people's faces to see if you know any of them."
Everyone turned to study the woman hanging beside them. Cody tried to keep his eyes on her face, but it was hard. There was a lot of skin showing wrapped in bubble wrap or something just as gross, with body fluids pooling off to one side. He gave her face the once over and walked to the next one and the next one.
The bubbled wrap made it difficult to tell the vampires from the humans. He thought these were all humans. But then how could you tell? Vampires were taller, slimmer and had a few distinct features, like the eyes and fangs. But everyone here had their eyes and mouths closed. None, however, appeared super tall. He kept walking, his eyes going from face to face.
"I don't think these are the vampires yet."
"Nor do I."
"Then we keep looking." Cody came to the last one in the row. He studied the wall and the layout. It definitely resembled what they'd seen on the monitor. He backed up until he could see the people hanging at the end of the next row. The last body, a male was taller.
And a vampire.
An old one at that. He frowned. As vampires could live almost forever, to keep them suspended like this was like a permanent living hell for the vampire in question. Studying the tubing connected to this vampire, Cody realized his blood was heading in a different direction altogether. But why? Who would want it? What were they doing with vampires? Were they harvesting vampires on a regular basis or only those who were in their way? And were they just here to keep them from talking…or were they running experiments on them?
A chill ran down his back. Shit. This could be David or h
im. Or worse – Tessa.
"Dad. Do you know this one?" He stepped back out of the way. Both elders stepped forward to get a better look. Cody watching his father's face, saw the color bleach from his already white skin and saw him spread his legs in a wider stance as if trying to recover from a blow.
"Oh no."
"Who is he?" David walked around Cody to take a closer look, then shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know him."
"It's Moltere. The man we thought was behind all this."
"What?" Cody and David turned to stare at the plastic-wrapped legend. "Tessa said we shouldn't jump to conclusions. Looks like she was right again. So if he isn't behind this mess, then who is?"
"That's what we need to find out."
David said, "Maybe he started it and had a falling out with his partners?"
"If this is what happens to anyone who crosses them, then we'd better not get on their bad side," Serus said, half joking.
There was nothing funny about this, though. Cody frowned, "Too late. We already are."
***
Tessa sat on the side of Jared's bed. He was pale and lifeless, but it was the sudden lack of skin tone that worried her the most. His cheeks sagged like he wore skin a size too big for him. He'd looked pretty good when they'd first seen him, but now it was as if the life were dripping from him. Mom had said something about the nutrients having kept him in good shape, but without them…
Whatever it was, this aged versions no longer looked like Jared.
She sniffled again. Then she shook her head. What a maudlin teenager she was turning out to be. She didn't like that at all. She sniffled harder and wiped her eyes. Straightening her back, she took another quick glance at her mother whose head was tilted toward her father in deep discussion. Her dad had arrived just a moment ago, a wild look on his face. Her mother had raced over and they'd been there ever since.
As much as she wanted in on it, she wasn't sure she wanted to know more. This had been an unbelievable couple of days.
Her guilt had subsided – but not abated. She hoped Jared made a full recovery. She knew now she wasn't responsible for his getting kidnapped, and honestly, she didn't know that anyone could have found him any faster – but still, her people had done this to him.
Her mother came over to her. "Tessa, do you want to lie down here for a bit? Help is on the way, but they're going to be a couple of hours yet."
Tessa cringed. "No. I don't want to sleep in this place. It gives me the creeps." All she saw when she closed her eyes was that damn tubing running through every person, pumping out their life force. She couldn't imagine a worse type of existence.
"Oh, honey. You're safe now. No one is going to get you here." She brushed Tessa's long hair back off her face. "I love what you did with your hair. Did I tell you that?"
"No. The last time…didn't you ask what happened to my beautiful hair?" Tessa grinned at the pinched look she got in return.
"Yes, well, I think that's when I was looking at my daughter's beautiful black hair bleached to nothing."
"Oh. I thought it was the length."
Her mother looked puzzled for a moment. Then her eyes widened and she came rushing around the end of the bed. "You didn't cut it, did you?"
"Just kidding Mom." Tessa laughed out loud. It felt good to find something humorous among the living dead here. "I didn't cut it. I wouldn't."
"Damn right." Rhia sniffed and walked back toward Serus who stood guard at the entrance. "I'm going to discuss strategy with your father. You get some rest. Sleep or not, but at least lie down. There are plenty of beds here; you might as well use them."
Tessa considered the rows of empty beds. She was tired. There wasn't anything more she could do at this point. And there were plenty of vampires here to watch over Jared. It honestly felt like a major crash-and-burn session had hit her, with the crash part winning.
She studied Jared's face. He didn't look like he'd be coming around any time soon. How they were going to move him and all these other people was beyond her.
"Maybe I should. Just for a minute." She wandered the long line of beds, then chose one across from Jared. She didn't want to be where she could be seen from the warehouse or where she could see who and what hung there. What a horrible last vision to take into dream state.
She stretched out and closed her eyes.
***
Cody walked over to where the adults were deep in discussion. "How long will it take for the teams to get here?"
"Probably another hour, possibly two. We've connected with Sian and Taz. They're sending an assessment team in first to determine what needs to be done, followed closely by medical teams and equipment."
"Right. That could take a bit." He turned his back to the macabre scene. He'd enough visions to keep him in horror movies for a long time. "There isn't much we can do now then, is there?"
"Just be aware. Just because we couldn't find anyone else, doesn't mean there aren't any others – waiting for an opportunity to pick us off one by one. Everyone needs to stay together, at least in pairs."
"Speaking of everyone, where's Tessa?"
"She's lying down, on my orders." Rhia frowned. "She's exhausted."
Serus patted her arm. "She'll be fine. She comes from good stock."
"That may be, but she's only a girl. She shouldn't be exposed to horrors like this at her age." She rubbed her eyes. "I hate what she's gone through."
"So do I. However, it's happened, and she's come out a trooper. She's really come into herself over this. I wouldn't want to have cheated her of that." Serus snagged her shoulder in a quick hug.
Rhia looked up at them, smiled slowly. "She did well, didn't she?"
"Yes, she did." He smiled proudly down at her.
Cody couldn't help adding. "She's really grown these last couple of days. It's been amazing to see."
"Thank you, Cody. For helping her and believing in her."
Not used to compliments, Cody felt something uncomfortable crawl across his skin. He turned away mumbling, "No problem."
He headed back to the sick room to check on Tessa and Jared.
***
Tessa couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about needles and tubing and blood. So much blood. Once, she'd opened her eyes thinking she'd heard Jared and had sat up, but there hadn't appeared to be any change in him. After a moment, she lay back down. The room was otherwise empty. Her friends and family stood just around the corner. She could hear their voices, a distant murmur, but normal sounding.
Everything was fine.
She yawned. Grabbing up the folded blanket off the end of the bed, she threw it across her legs and pulled it up to her shoulders. Her clothing tugged every time she tried to get comfy.
This time when she closed her eyes, she slept.
Once again she dreamed. She dreamed of her blanket being pulled back. Of a needle being slipped into her arm and of a piece of tubing being attached. She stretched out her arm and the tubing dangled down on the bed. Drip, drip, drip went the drugs into her veins. Her dreams took her deeper and deeper.
***
Cody rounded the open doorway and found Jared sleeping, if that's what you called sleeping – more like being comatose – on the one bed on the right. He walked over to him and stared down at the slack face. So this was Tessa's friend. His competition.
He straightened and snorted. This sack of meat was no competition for him. Disgusted and more than a little concerned that he'd even had that thought, he turned around to search for Tessa. Only she wasn't there.
Hadn't her mom said she come in to lie down? Tessa had already proven she didn't take orders well. Puzzled, he walked down the center aisle. At the end of the room he turned around and walked back. As he approached Jared again, he frowned. One bed had a blanket tossed to the floor. A series of indents showed on the sheets of the still-made bed.
Just then, Rhia came in.
"Where did you say Tessa was?" Cody asked her, an inkling of worry attaching itself to hi
s spine.
"In here." She stopped, put her hands on her hips, frowned and looked around. "She was right there on that bed beside you. I saw her just a moment ago. She didn't go past me. We've been standing here at the doorway the whole time."
Cody pointed to the blanket on the floor. "Was this here before?"
She shook her head slowly. "No." She hurried over. "She was lying here with the blanket pulled up to her shoulders." She walked to the front of the bed. "Where is she?"