20170619

Day 1,016

Excerpts from "Trio and Trio" - a series on the power of three


There were three things she knew for certain at that exact moment:


  1. Trevor had died, not when the police claimed he had but he had died.
  2. He hadn't died alone - his sister Mary had died with him.
  3. They were both sitting on her car bonnet looking rather bored.
As they noticed her (or rather, Mary noticed her and elbowed Trevor so he'd look too) she felt her blood run cold. Dishevelled as they both were, the line of bullet holes matched across their chests perfectly. 

Before they began to walk over, a fourth certainty occurred to her - they wanted her help finding their killer, not knowing she was right in front of them.


-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

"So you're telling me that these two kids just came running at your car, right out of nowhere, and flung themselves at your vehicle in a such a way that their bodies just flew off in separate directions?"

"Yep."

"And then they not only lived, not only got up but also dragged you out of your vehicle and asked if you were okay?"

"S'bout right, yeah."

"Bloody undead, that's the third case this week!"

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

She knew it wasn't her child. She knew it wasn't a human child. She knew it would be difficult to explain this to the police but it still didn't stop her from putting the infant in a cat carrier full of rocks and tossing it off the pier.

Teething happens quickly, she'd heard, and sure her little Charlie had grown his first two teeth within seven months of him being born but to just grow three new ones overnight? And for them to be so... jagged and translucent just didn't seem right. They looked like glass jammed into his little gums.

After that he grew a new translucent tooth every night until his mouth looked like a broken beer bottle, every inch of gum taken up by these new teeth that shone so worryingly. There was no way he was the same child she'd brought home from the hospital and she didn't want to think about what he was growing into.

It was kinder this way, she would say to the police, kinder that he just drift off.

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