[Chapter Fourteen – “Awake” — Part Eight of Seventeen]
[To be continued…]
[Original writing & photography by J. E. Lattimer]
© 2013 J. E. Lattimer all rights reserved
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“Stay away from me!” Charlotte said. She slid her hand into the right front pocket of her blue jeans and pulled out a small knife. She flipped the blade out and backed even further away.
“Baby- Wait! Listen to what you are saying-” Jack said. He stood up from the bed and took a tentative step toward her.
“Do not come any closer! I am not kidding around! You just materialize here after I know you were dead- It is the only logical explanation I can think of!” She raised the knife and glared at him
with fierce intensity.
“Everything that has happened today defies logic! How could you possibly think that I am one of those things standing around outside! I do not look like that at all-” Jack said.
Charlotte shook her head. “No, you don’t. But that does not mean anything! The newscasters on the television have been saying that the newer models are different- Better, improved. They can blend in with a crowd of real people and no one can tell who the Sentries are!”
Jack lunged forward and grabbed onto her wrist.
“Charlotte, I do not want to hurt your wrist! Please believe me. I am telling you the truth!”
Her lower lip trembled and tears streaked down from her eyes.
“I don’t know what to believe anymore!” She said.
“These things, the Sentries- Do they bleed like we do?”
“No.” She allowed him to pry the knife loose from her grip. He used the blade to cut into the palm of his other hand