Eerie Theater...

Deer Mountain...continued...

..."That's how I know they are coming again..."




Ted and George exchanged a quick glance, then George wrote something down in a notebook on his lap while Ted returned his attention to Jane. "Does this person speak to you ever? Does he have a name?"

"He is not a person, exactly."

"What do you mean?"

"He is not an angel, but he seems ethereal somehow. I never see him apart from the dreams."

"He doesn't speak?"

"No. He only appears in my dream at the same moment."

"When?"

"At a moment when my survival is at stake."

"Do you mean that these dreams are about him saving you from death?"

She thought for a long moment, then nodded her head slowly. "It does seem that way."

"What other situations appear in those dreams specifically?"

Again she contemplated. In the hall, the light was on again.

"George," Ted elbowed his partner, speaking in a low voice. "Go and check out the hall. See where that light is coming from."

George looked at him increduously. "Me?" he gasped.

Ted blinked at him. "Yes."

"It's from the kitchen," Jane commented. "Down the hall to the right."

George handed his notebook to Ted with a sour expression. He rose slowly, smiled politely at Jane and headed for the door. From the hall where he had disappeared to, he let out a sharp cry which was followed by the yelp of a cat. One moment later, as George's voice could be heard uttering profanity, Chester dashed into the room, leapt up on Jane's lap where he arched his back, and began to purr loudly beneath her nose. She scratched his head appreciatively as he settled down into a small grey ball. She glanced up at Ted suddenly uneasy. He smiled back amiably.

In the background the clock chimed ten times softly from the mantle above the hearth. Outside, the wind pushed up against the window more aggressively as thunder rolled in the distance, long and low. In the back of her mind she heard the words 'I'm coming...'

She glanced toward the blue curtains in the corner where the window sat and it seemed very dark just then.

Suddenly, from a bookshelf to the left and behind the setee, a heavy paperback fell making a loud thud as it hit the floor. The two of them glared at it in horror, Ted twisting in his seat to see it. "My God," he whispered, shaken. He looked at Jane. "Have you told anyone else about this?"






Thanks for checking in on todays excerp of Deer Mountain.
Next time - the strange black dog makes another appearance...