"The Man in The Blue Blazer"

“The Man In The Blue Blazer”

By Cody Williams

 

1.

Karen sat in the chair next to the hospital bed in which her son was laying in drifting off to sleep. She reached up and grabbed him by the hand and gently began to stroke it for comfort. Tanner, her sixteen year old son, held his mother’s hands as his eyes began to get heavier and heavier. With her other hand, Karen reached up and petted him on the head. She leaned over very carefully and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

            “Mommy will be back tomorrow! Okay honey?” She said hoping for a response. Tanner let out a weak groan as if he was in pain. Karen’s heart sank and tears began to flow down her cheeks and drip off of her face. She let go of him and covered her face with despair. Karen sat back down in the chair with her face covered and began to sob. Then she heard three gentle knocks on the door. She looked up with her eyes full of tears and saw the nurse standing there at the door.

            “Visiting hours is over Mrs. Porter. You can come back tomorrow.” The nurse said to her. Karen nodded and stood from the chair and walked over to the doorway of her son’s hospital room. She stopped when heard her son utter one word. “Momma”. That’s what he said. Karen turned around to face her son with tears in her eyes.

            “Momma!” He said again. Karen smiled, as she was happy to hear. She walked over to his bedside and knelt down to get closer to him. Tanner grabbed her by the right shoulder and pulled her in close to him. “Momma! Do not go back to that house! The man in the blue blazer will be they’re waiting for you! Do not go back!” Tanner whispered before his eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he lost conscious.

            “Tanner? Honey?” Karen asked but Tanner was already out. The nurse walked over to Karen and grabbed her by her left arm.

            “It’s time for you to go honey! Tanner needs his rest!” She said as she pulled her over to the door of the room and out into the hallway. “I’m sorry Karen. I really am! I can’t even imagine how you feel. But you have to realize that whatever it was that Tanner leaned in to tell you it probably nothing more than incoherent rambling and you really shouldn’t take it to heart. Do you understand?” The nurse said to her. Karen let down a loud gulp and nodded her head in agreement. She peeked back into the room at her sleeping son and then looked back at the nurse. “We’ll be sure to keep an eye on him. Maybe you should go home and get some rest.” The nurse concluded. Karen nodded again as she wiped the tears from her face.

            “Thank you!” She said as she turned her back to the nurse and walked out of the front door of the hospital.

 

2.

Karen got into her white 1995 Toyota Camry and slammed the door shut. She closed her eyes and let out a loud cry of hopelessness. Karen wiped the tears from her face and then looked at her reflection in the rear view mirror. She could clearly see the raw bags hanging down from under her eyes due to a lack of sleep. She has suffered from chronic insomnia ever since Tanner had been diagnoses with cancer two months prior.

            Karen looked back on the past couple of nights. Something just didn’t seem right with Tanner. He spent more time in his room isolated from his family than usual. Karen remembers even having to take his dinner up to his room one of the nights.

            Last night was the worse. That’s for sure. Karen walked up the stairs after hearing a loud crash come from Tanner’s room. She walked over to his bedroom door and knocked on it.

            “Tanner?” She said but there was no response. “Tanner honey! Open the door! What was that noise?” She shouted but Tanner still didn’t answer back. Karen reached down and grabbed the doorknob to open the door, but the door was locked.

            “Tanner! Open this door right now young man!” She shouted as she beat her fist on the wooden door. Karen reached back down and turned the knob that was once locked. The door swung open and Karen barged into the room. She rushed over to Tanner’s bedside. Tanner’s eyes were rolled up in the back of his head and his mouth was oozing white foam.

            “Oh my God! Tanner!” She said with tears in her eyes as she reached and grabbed the telephone from the nightstand beside his bed and called 911.

            That’s how they got there. The doctors came into the waiting room in the middle of the night to inform her that her son had went into some kind of shock due to complications of the procedures. She couldn’t quite remember everything the doctor said. She was too busy thinking about her son dying to even listen to him.

            Karen turned her head and looked back at the hospital before she started the engine of her car and drove out of the parking lot.

 

3.

Karen stepped out of the car as she parked it in the driveway and walked into the house. As she opened the front door she turned on the light switch beside the front door and shut the door behind her. She looked around the living room for a moment before she walked up the stairs and into her bedroom.

            Karen flipped the light switch on and walked over to the full body length mirror. She started to undress and she put on her pick robe and then walked over to her bed. Karen pulled the sheets down and got into bed. She reached over to turn off the lamp on the nightstand and quickly drifted off to sleep.

 

4.

Karen woke up startled and looked over at the digital clock that read 3:00 AM. She didn’t know what it was exactly, but she could feel as if somebody was watching her. She looked across from her at the bedroom door that was cracked. She could see a set of glowing red eyes staring back at her as the door slowly began to open.

            “Hello? Tanner? Is that you?” She asked. It wasn’t. It was a man. He looked as if he was only about five feet and eight inches tall. The man was thin and had fiery red hair and a fiery red beard. His eyes were glowing red as he slowly approached the foot of the bed. He was wearing a blue Blazer dress coat and a white button up dress shirt and a red necktie completing the ensemble. The man was almost transparent as she could almost see through him, but not quite.

            He stopped at the foot of the bed and just stared down at her with his glowing red eyes. He tilted his head at her and then continued to walk over to her bedside. The man’s skin was pale as it there was no longer any life left in him. He leaned in close to her as fi he was going to tell her something.

            “You should have listened do your son Ms. Porter. Now you get to go join him!” He said as he pulled away and extended his right arm and placed it on her forehead.  The man’s finger nails looked like they hadn’t been cut for several months. He opened his mouth and a red light beam shot out. The man’s eyes light up even brighter and Karen’s body began to shake all over. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head and her mouth began ooze a white foam. It remained this way until the man in the blue blazer disappeared into the darkness. Karen’s lifeless body was thrown from the bed onto the floor and left to rot.

Copyright 2014 by Cody Williams
Courtesy of TRUE TERROR PUBLICATIONS
A division of TTP Entertainment

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Author's Note

This is a story I have been meaning to write for quite some time. I hope you all like it! Comments and reviews are welcome as always!

-CW

Reviews

[NoelHC]

Cody, it seems to me you have been more careful with spelling and grammar in the recent stories you have asked me to review, for that I congratulate you.
Waconda Springs raises an important question, indeed "What is the point?"
The stories you write all have a similar theme, but what is the motivation for the demons, monsters and beasts? What drives them? Where do they come from? What is their problem?
Maybe you need to delve into that aspect some.

[Cody Williams]

I'll keep that in thought. Thanks for reading Noel!

-CW

[Dayran]

It reminds me of folks who exercise as much patience as they can manage ... until their rage bursts out in a red light ... and can cause them to storm at anyone or anything in their path. It takes place in situations where neither side understands what it is that gives offense. An interesting inquiry ...

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for reading KL!

-CW

[The Twin Arenas]

There's a few grammatical errors in this, and I don't really get it. I mean, what happens here? Who is this guy in the blue blazer? What's the point?

I really, really liked the image of a red light beam shooting out of somebody's mouth. And "raw bags."

This doesn't really have much of a point, though. Needs more.

[Cody Williams]

Thanks for reading!

-CW