Chapter Sixteen – “Departure” — Part Thirty-Six of Forty-One
To be continued…
Original writing & photography by J. E. Lattimer
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“The pain!” Charlotte cried out as she writhed in agony behind the steering wheel. The high-pitched frequency pealed out of the speakers with even more intensity. The mounting pressure was so horrible that she was no longer able to open her eyes.
The car rocked back and forth with a sudden, violent movement- As if the tires were about to lift up off of the pavement. A moment later the sound from the stereo clicked off and the lights on the dash stopped flashing. The engine sputtered once and then died.
“Huh? What the-” Jack said. He lowered his hands from the side of his head. He checked the rearview mirrors and glanced ahead through the windshield. He expected to see a swarm of either robots or officers ready to haul them away- But found nothing other than the same flow of traffic as before.
“What happened?” Charlotte said.
“I am not sure, it-”
Before Jack could finish the sentence there was a flash of blinding white light from the backseat of the vehicle. He turned around in his seat and saw a large shell resting between the cat carrier and the backpack.
“It is from the dream!” Charlotte said. “When I saw you on the couch and fainted I dreamed of this same shell! I should be shocked by it materializing within the car, but after everything that has happened today…”
“Behold! I tell you a mystery.” Jack whispered. “We shall not all sleep, but we shall be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet.”