Chapter 4A Chapter by Preeti
Chapter 4 of Semantic Blends: A Chain Novel
Written by Mrs. John Smith (Olivia) (http://www.writerscafe.org/allonsy-doctor)
Written for Semantic Blends: A Chain Novel Experiment
“So what do you say, young man? Life or death?”
Josh didn’t understand at first. The movement had been so subtle, so unmistakable. Then, the young boy felt terror overtake him. The guy that called himself smart was standing rather intelligently in front of him again, putting on airs like he ruled the world. Maybe he did. Josh really wasn’t sure of anything.
But the movement that had struck terror into Josh was when the two “friends” yanked out brandished, shinning guns and pointed them in Josh’s general direction. This guy wasn’t kidding!
Suddenly, Josh felt a hand on his shoulder. “Good morning,” said a deep, gruff voice from behind him. Josh shakily turned around slowly to see an old man. Well, to be perfectly accurate, he looked around seventy with long gray hair and a bushy beard like a fisherman. “Or is it evening? Never mind. It’s hard to tell when you’re blind.”
Josh’s eyebrow involuntarily rose. Now that he was looking, Josh noticed that the old man’s eyes were clouded and looking in no general direction. Josh had always had a curiosity about blind people; how they made their way in the world. But for some reason, Josh had the feeling that the old man wasn’t going to answer any of his questions about blindness.
The “smart” guy snarled, literally. Josh took a step back when the man growled deeply, like a dog, and exposed canine-like teeth that were hidden behind his lips. His pupils dilated, and he looked like he were suddenly going to lunge at the old man and, in doing so, Josh. Josh desperately thought of Josephine in what he thought was his last moments.
The old man was equally snarling. His teeth were now bared, and his clouded eyes were overcome with rage. “Leave the boy alone,” the old man growled in a dangerously low voice. It sent shivers down Josh’s spine. “Sell your drugs and other crap elsewhere. Or else you’ll have to deal with me.”
The “Smart” People took this as an actual warning. They took a step back and then whirled around, racing out of the room and assumingly out of the house.
The old man took his hand off of Josh’s shoulder. “What the hell was that?” Josh demanded, his eyes flashing with fear and confusion. First Sargent Hawk, and now this… What had his life come to?
Without waiting for the old man to explain, Josh, like the “Smart” people, turned tail and ran away, out of the house.
© 2011 Preeti
Added on April 6, 2011
Last Updated on April 6, 2011
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