Page 13 of The Asylum
“You’re saying we’re privileged?” Pyro asked. He didn’t seem to agree, in my opinion.
“Yes!” I replied.
“Okay,” Pyro said dubiously, but Bunny beamed
“What’s next then?” Magic demanded.
“We’ll go eat dinner and then swap over. I want to see if you get what we did,” I replied.
“Sounds good to me,” Magic stated, rubbing his belly.
Magic
Those ghosts had thrown us all. I wanted nothing more than to storm off and investigate them, but Callie was allowing Connor and Michelle to go. Further discussion over dinner had led to Callie making a smaller third team. Jack had argued we needed to follow them, and Callie caved. I hoped to go with them, but at the same time, I wished to visit the men’s wing with Callie and Sunny.
We were heading to the upper floor of the men’s wing now—and this was where shadow figures had been spotted. I’d spoken to Pyro, and that miserable fuck had refused to tell me they’d seen anything here.
I patted my shoulder holster, which was hidden under my fleece. No damn spirit would hurt anyone under my protection.
Two hours later
“Run!” I bellowed at Sunny and Callie as I whipped my Glock out.
Sunny’s eyes bugged out.
“Is that a…? Where did you…? Magic! You can’t shoot shadows!” Callie yelled.
“I’ll hold them off; you get them out of there!” A shadow figure moved near me as I roared at Sunny.
I twisted and fired. “Freddie, move that sweet ass of yours, woman!” I boomed.
“He’s got a gun!” Freddie squeaked. “He’s shooting shadow figures!”
“Sunny! Make him behave!” Callie squealed as I took aim and shot at a fucker trying to get near to Sunny.
Sunny jumped in the air and sent me a dark look.
“Shift, boyo,” I ordered him.
Sunny was shaking his head. I turned and shot at the second who came close. The shadows backed away, and I grinned. Even they were frightened of me. Rightfully so; I’d shoot their ass full of bullets.
“I’m gonna fuckin’ murder Chance,” Sunny promised.
“Do that later. Get them out of here,” I argued.
Everything had been fine until ten minutes ago. We’d had sporadic answers but nothing too threatening. Callie had explained that it often happened; not every place we would visit this week would have activity. She’d been explaining that we’d debunked a lot of the legends when I noticed a shadow moving towards her. When I pointed it out, the shit started happening.
Freddie said she was pushed, and we all saw something ruffle Sunny’s hair. I was a cool cat until Callie’s shadow moved of its own accord. That did me. Callie was pregnant and needed to be defended. I aimed and fired again as a shadow danced forward.
A low hiss began, and I waved the gun around. “Don’t care who the hell you are, come and get me, and your ass is mine!”
“Magic! The bullets are passing right through them!” Callie cried as I fired at another feisty fucker.
“Not these, babe; they’re dosed in holy water. Got some off Michelle earlier,” I replied.
“Michelle blessed your bullets?” Sunny thundered.
“Nah. I took the bottle she left lying around,” I announced honestly. Okay, maybe she hadn’t just left it hanging around.
