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Chapter 10

Penulis: Plastic Bag Beagle
Marcus was almost shouting over the phone that day, and behind him I could hear screaming that raised the hair on my arms.

"They took him in for an emergency ultrasound. Huge stones in both kidneys, and one of them has dropped into the ureter and jammed solid. He's got severe hydronephrosis and acute kidney failure. The doctor says he needs a minimally invasive procedure to break it up right now or he's going to die."

"And he won't have it." Marcus was beside himself. "He's bitten through his
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  • His Final Ascension   Chapter 10

    Marcus was almost shouting over the phone that day, and behind him I could hear screaming that raised the hair on my arms."They took him in for an emergency ultrasound. Huge stones in both kidneys, and one of them has dropped into the ureter and jammed solid. He's got severe hydronephrosis and acute kidney failure. The doctor says he needs a minimally invasive procedure to break it up right now or he's going to die.""And he won't have it." Marcus was beside himself. "He's bitten through his own lip, there's blood all down his chin, and when three of the male nurses tried to get him onto the gurney he came up with that strength again and flipped the whole thing over."He's spitting blood and yelling that this is the last Ordeal before he ascends. He calls it breaking the Stone to release the incorruptible body. He says if he can just get through the pain, the Stone opens and he takes his place among the Immortals. He won't let a doctor near him. He says anyone who operates on him i

  • His Final Ascension   Chapter 9

    After that nightmare in our living room, Raymond's fate got settled fast.He was still completely deranged at the station, going on about the Stone and ascension and blood guilt, and at one point he sat down cross-legged in the interview room to meditate.The police saw what they were dealing with and sent him to Kingswell Behavioral Health Center for a forensic psychiatric evaluation.The results came back quickly. Severe paranoid schizophrenia, compounded by an organic mental disorder brought on by prolonged malnutrition and ketoacidosis.In plain terms, he wasn't only psychotic. His brain had taken damage from starvation that wasn't coming back.Because he'd been in an active episode during the attack and had lost any real ability to understand or control what he was doing, he wasn't criminally liable. He was committed to secure treatment instead.The day the report came, Dad said nothing for a long time.He was the older brother, and the old belief that blood is thicker than

  • His Final Ascension   Chapter 8

    The next few hours were chaos.The police photographed the scene and collected evidence, and the boning knife went into a clear bag.It was attempted murder with a weapon. Nobody had been stabbed, but the nature of it was as bad as it gets.The three of us followed the cruisers to the Kingswell Police Department to give our statements.Under the bright lights of the interview room I finally saw the shape my father was in.His shirt was torn, there was a raw red line across his throat where Raymond had gotten hold of him, and he'd aged ten years in a night. His eyes were empty.It was deep into the night by the time we finished.The early-fall air had a bite in it that went straight through us.Mom took off her uniform jacket, put it over Dad's shoulders, and kept an arm around him.Back in the wrecked apartment Dad looked at the mess on the floor and his eyes went red again. His voice shook."What did we do? What did this family ever do to deserve this?"He kept talking and

  • His Final Ascension   Chapter 7

    "Blood guilt... corruption... the Ordeal..."The hand holding the knife started shaking hard. Mania, confusion, and raw fear chased one another across his face."That's right! I'm helping you through it! Put the knife down, take on no blood guilt, and you pass the Ordeal and ascend on the spot! If you strike, two lifetimes of work burn with you! All of it!"Cold sweat had soaked through everything I had on and my heart was slamming hard enough to crack my ribs, but I had to look like a man reading out the will of Providence."No... I can't take on blood guilt... my Stone... I can't destroy the Stone..."He stared at the knife like a man hypnotized, muttering to himself, and his fingers began, actually began, to open.Metal rang against the floor. The knife was down.Everything holding me upright nearly gave out, and my knees buckled under me.And then, a bang.Our half-open security door took a boot and flew back against the wall."Police! Don't move! Hands up!""Get down!"

  • His Final Ascension   Chapter 6

    The bedroom door slammed, and I heard the lock turn."You little animal! You've ruined it again!"With Dad out of reach, Raymond went into a rage.He whipped his head around, and those red eyes fixed on me with a hatred thick enough to touch."Nathan! You again! In the last life you played the concerned nephew, talked me into surgery, and smashed my Stone to powder! I begged Providence for another chance and I got one, and here you are in my way again! Two lifetimes you've blocked me! I'm going to take you apart piece by piece and burn the soul out of you!"He wrenched himself loose with that inhuman strength and flung me across the room.My back hit the television cabinet. The pain went through me like a spike, my vision blacked out, and I nearly went under.Before I could get a breath he'd pulled the knife out of the couch and came at me like something reanimated."Die! Die!" He swung wildly.I forced myself through the pain, rolled sideways, and the killing stroke missed.

  • His Final Ascension   Chapter 5

    "Raymond! What are you doing? What's that in your hand? Let go of me!"My mind went blank, and every drop of blood in me turned to ice.I wrenched the key around and shoved the door open.The heavy security door slammed against the wall.What I saw stopped my breathing, and something invisible closed around my heart.The cramped living room was wrecked. The coffee table lay on its side among broken glass and cheap apples that had rolled out of the fruit bowl.Dad had slid down against the corner of the couch, his clothes disheveled, his face white as paper, both hands flailing in front of him while he shook like a leaf.Less than two feet in front of him stood something that looked like it had crawled out of a grave. My uncle, Raymond Bennett.He'd wasted away past recognition. His cheekbones had always been sharp. Now his face was a skull wrapped in waxy yellow skin.His eyes were sunk deep in their sockets, but the eyeballs bulged with mania, shot through with red.Worst of

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