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    Ashes Made Cold – (Chapter: Paying Charon’s Fee.)

    "Get off of me you *****!" he slices into her left shin.

    "NO!!!!" she holds herself up by shear will alone as the life drains out of her, "You will pay my way…you will pay her the debt you owe her! You will take what she couldn’t and what I had to bear for us both!"

    She reaches her hands out toward him latching one bloody hand and one ice-cold hand onto his face. She closes her eyes and pushes her mind into his. She screams out in agony as she passes her vision and feeling to him. They both go rigid with the intensity.

    <<< "She is going to have to go, too." Reed turns around with his knife in his hand, "I don’t know why you had to pick tonight girl, but it was a bad choice."

    Reed walks to the bed stepping over and kicking Bianca on the way to the bed to kill Maggie. He plunges the knife into Maggie’s stomach and elicited the screams that Maggie had held in all through the rapes. He twists the knife watching as her skin tears.

    "That should be enough. It’s party night. No one is going to come back here in time to find either of them. Let’s get the ***** out of here and go celebrate ourselves." Reed wipes the knife on the sheets as he heads for the door.

    "Sweet…so sweet…" Tommy licks Maggie’s face as she tries to turn from him.

    The nameless man walks away from his handiwork with the spray paint. He reads what he wrote on all the walls. It should be enough. He looks around the room and then at each of the women. He shakes his head drops the spray can back into his coat pocket. A small human part of his mind knows this isn’t going to end well. He follows his partners out the door closing it.

    Maggie grips her abdomen where more than blood is trying to make its way out. She drags herself over to the edge of the bed grimacing and crying out in pain. She looks over the side of the bed where she can see Bianca laying curled on her side. She sees a slight flutter of life.

    "B-bean…" she pushes herself to the floor. She touches Bianca who barely opens her eyes until she sees Maggie then she struggles to open them wider. Maggie just looks into her eyes trying to convey how much she loves her. Bianca fights to get her hand up to Maggie’s face. Finally, painfully she touches the tips of her fingers to
    Maggie’s cheek. Maggie closes her eyes.

    "Don’t watch…it’s better if you don’t watch…" comes an almost ethereal voice.

    "Have to watch….love…have to…" Bianca hears herself answer.

    "Wrong thing to do….you’ll see…pain can only come from it…." A strange fluttering sound follows the voice as her world goes dark.>>>

    She doesn’t let go of him as she transfers all the pain her heart and soul are holding into his body. She bends her face down to his and licks up one side of it tasting his fear as the pain overwhelms him.

    "Sweet…so sweet…" she growls out as she watches Trey’s eyes roll up into his head.

    "I…the p-pain!!!" he stutters out in a scream.

    "You will never know even the half of it! You sick *****!" she pushes his head into the floor and almost falls on top of him, "Choke on the pain! Feel it in your soul as I had to…you wanted to know how I faked my death…I didn’t! I died and they sent me back…my rage and pain called me from my grave and now you have paid my fee to the ferry keeper so I can go home…" she watches as he stops breathing his eyes wide open in shock his body convulses and settles.

    "Can I still make it?" Bianca stands staggering.

    "If you hurry." The crow hops to her and she picks it up placing it on her shoulder.

    "Home."

    "Perhaps…" is all it answers, "That is up to you."

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