In_Darkness_Dwells - Sex Stories

In_Darkness_Dwells

... take a look.”

Along with buckshot, the wall was also peppered with dark tissue, like drops of tar. Volker leaned in for a closer look. “What is that?”

“It sure as shit ain’t blood or flesh, at least not from a human, and you can believe that. That is from something demonic.”

“They also said his body looked molted, like he had been badly burned and then healed. This could be the result of some kind of horrible infection that’s addled his brain and distorted his flesh.”

“Look, I wasn’t a choir boy growing up, and I get that you’re trying to look at this thing scientifically, but it’s pretty clear you’re dealing with something demonic.”

“Well we won’t know until we find him.”

“No, not until YOU find him. You hired me to help you catch a madman, not a monster. I’m not looking to get my brain sucked out of my eyes by some demon in human skin. I quit.”

He then walked out of the room, ignoring all voices.

Later that day, after attending Ilena’s wake, Sorine visited the tavern to find Sam at the counter, nursing a half-empty mug. “Volker told me you would be here.”

“It’s a small town. There really isn’t anywhere else for me to go,” he replied with slurred speech.

“He also told me that you were broke. How did you afford that?”

“I’m no stranger to doing odd jobs, or even begging. The barkeeper gives me a drink for every chore I do. This nectar of the gods is my reward for sweeping the floor. He told me he’ll give me a shot for each rat I manage to kill. ...

... Hopefully there are enough for me to get totally shit-faced and forget everything about today.”

“So you’re really just quitting on us?”

“What’s the point of working for booze money if my job gives me even more reason to drink? I saw the inside of a little girl’s hollowed-out skull. Even after all the shit I witnessed in the war, that still left me shaking.”

“Sam, we need your help, and you know it. Don’t walk away from us.”

“Don’t talk like you know me. You don’t know me. You don’t know the things I’ve done. I’m not a fancy doctor or some hero from your crazy folk tales. I’m just a guy who rolled into town off a cliff. You got a whole village of people who can help you.”

“Everyone is too afraid. After what happened in the church, hope has left them. All they wish to do now is hide and wait for this evil to eventually leave.”

“Well winter is coming, so unless Danut gets mauled by a bear or succumbs to his wounds, he’ll probably freeze to death.”

“He’ll kill us all before then.”

“So then leave. I thought you Romani were wanderers.”

“This is our home. Our ancestors put down roots here, and we can’t just pack up and run.”

“Sure you can, it’s easy.”

“Oh yeah? What are you running from?” Sam didn’t answer. “I thought so. Volker and I aren’t giving up, and neither should you. We’re going to hunt down this monster and we could appreciate your help.”

“I already have more than my fair share of demons. I don’t need to go chasing after them.”

“Well ...