All Chapters of Soul Eaters: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Deprived of our sight, our ears strained to pick up the sounds of the creature crawling towards us. The metal duct cracked and groaned with its movements echoing closer and closer. I cradled my arm against my chest as we pressed ourselves back against the shelves hoping we were just out of sight as it pounded its way right to us. A bit of movement caught my eye. Nothing substantial, more like a sense of the darkness growing blacker than normal. In fact, it took me a second to realize that it was real and not just a trick of my imagination. A dense shadow in the shape of a head slowly appeared over the opening and popped down into the room. We both pressed back even further hoping our position would hide us from those penetrating eyes. Forever seemed to pass as the creature scanned the room then gave a tiny sound that sounded almost morose. It seemed disappointed that it had lost us. I leaned forward barely a centimeter anxious to see what it was doing, if it had spotted us, or if

Bang! I awoke with a cry and my heart jumped into my throat. Instinctively, I tried to throw my hands up to protect myself. The shriek of fear changed to one of agony as the pain ripped through my body with a vengeance.Once reality came back to me, I found myself gripping my shoulder trying to stabilize it so the sharp throb would return to the dull ache I was getting used to.But it was the searing stab in my chest that hit me every morning when I woke up that I wasn't sure I would ever get used to. It had been weeks since I had seen my husband and it would be longer by the time this was over. Yet in the dream world I had seen him, I spoke to him, I touched him. In that world he had been real. I wanted to dive back into that illusion and scream at myself to hold him, keep him close, or better yet take him to the damned hospital. Even with what I know now, I felt the delusion trying to settle in. None of that would have help cure this virus and after all the fight I still would have

Craig troughed up to the end of the long off ramp. His heart was at the pit of his stomach and his hands were freezing from gripping Vicki's backpack. God, I hope they were lost or something and he'd never had to face them again. Especially, the boys. How was he going to explain everything to the boys? He thought for the millionth time. Out of everything he had seen, everything he had done in his life this was by far the hardest thing. He would rather study the entire nervous system again and recite it alphabetically then explain to those two little boys that he had let them down. Vicki was dead. He didn't know how or why. All he knew was that one moment she had been sleeping peacefully then the next… she wasn't breathing. A sob welled up in his throat as he thought of her lifeless body back in the storeroom. He had wanted to take her back with him, but he knew there was no way he could have been able to dodge the Eaters outside the door and carry her at the same time. So, he had c

Cynthia stared at me viciously. I felt like a bug under a microscope or a butterfly she couldn't wait to pin to the board. I returned her venom with a calm cool look to show her she wasn't getting to me. Dismissing her I turned to Benjamin. "Are you sure about this?"He nodded without hesitation. "Let's do this."Erin echoed his sentiment with excitement telling us she was with us all the way.What the hell? At this point we really didn't have much left to lose."Are you crazy or just stupid?" Cynthia asked. I answered with a sweet smile. "Both." Then turned back to Erin. "We leave in an hour." Erin's grin was wider than the Grand Canyon as she nodded enthusiastically. We all got up and began to hurry and pack the bare minimum supplies we needed. As I passed by Cynthia, she grabbed my arm and stopped me. "You'll never succeed. You realize that right? This is going to fail, and you'll be stuck god knows where without a single shred of help," she growled. I yanked my arm out of he

"Excuse me?" I said stunned. A look of perplexing worry moved across Herb's squinted face as if he couldn't decide if we were crazy or stupid. I, myself, no longer wondered if he was crazy or stupid. I knew to the depth of my soul this man was clinically insane. Cynthia was the first to come to her senses. "Who did you say you were?" "I'm Becky. Herb's daughter," he repeated. "I can understand how you'd get us confused. Mama always said we were exactly alike." "You have no idea," Cynthia smarted off. I jammed my elbow into her stomach causing her to snarl slightly at me in objection. "So, if you're Becky," I started out deciding to go along with him. "Where is Herb?" "He's out hunting, I guess," she said with an unconcerned shrug. "You don't find that odd?" Erin asked gently. "Find what odd?" Becky/Herb asked. Erin hesitated unsure how to explain it. We were all worried that they would go into a complete panic if it was brought to their attention. "The fact that he le