Tag: Peter
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Buried Yet Breathing16.
Caulfield found the bottle of kerosene next to the fire pit. He squirted it liberally on the wood beneath, sitting from nights ago, ready for use. Henry grabbed the metal grill then set it down, remembering he had pans to lay out first. After the three of them spread out the pans, all touching each…
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Buried Yet Breathing15.
Meanwhile, on earth.. Mother was in a schizophrenic state of catatonia, accompanied by severe catalepsy. She was so deep in shock that she completely froze up, in the most thorough of scenarios. No one was there to help assist her or the boys, so Henry, Caulfield and Edwin did their best. She sat in her…
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Buried Yet Breathing14.
In that moment of ripe bedlam, the very air itself shook, as did the soil and everything in this place. A piercing scream birthed in the gathering itself rose to an unhealthy pitch in a matter of milliseconds. All others backed quickly away from the one tortured soul, with her hands held high and head…
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Buried Yet Breathing13.
“We are so glad to see you!” The spirit spoke in a soft tone, while touching his face. “We thought we were abandoned here for eternity, but your presence gives us hope!” Another spirit standing behind him sung out. “We want to know how you will bridge our divide!” Some were very touchy, desperate for…
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Buried Yet Breathing12.
In a rare moment of silence, with the sun long ago set, his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He became flooded with thoughts of the next life. What were those voices that taunted him and hid amongst the darkness? Without identity in this life and the next. Such mystery clouded all of it. What use…
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Buried Yet Breathing11.
The dad chimed in, arms crossed as he stood leaning against the wall. “The amount of meals my wife served you, I swear it was enough for me to work two jobs.” They all laughed and for the first time since his arrival, Peter smiled. “You were there, on the night she had her accident.…
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Buried Yet Breathing10.
Earth. Peter’s home, hours after the supposed funeral… Friends and family came and went the duration of the day, checking in on the living, breathing corpse. Peter lay in bed, stoic and practically motionless. Person after person that looked in on him and spoke to him and patted his hand, poking and prodding, was unrecognizable…
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Buried Yet Breathing8.
The boys did their best at sitting Peter up, by way of positioning themselves on either side of him, bookending him. Henry whispered to his brother, “Sorry I never cleared the lawn. Didn’t expect all this.” Peter turned his head slowly to look at his brother, then nodded. Mother, now conscious and more emotional than…
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Buried Yet Breathing7.
The coffin lid flew open like the cork off a champagne bottle, and the would-be corpse sat up, gasping for air. He looked around and felt his body, checking all limbs were intact as his lungs adjusted to the earthly air. His yellow three-piece suit was a mess of sweat and blood as he had…
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Buried Yet Breathing3.
There were vivid memories, or faded dreams, of the girl. In this place, though cold and unwelcoming, warm recollections washed over him, as though for the first time ever. Who was she? He fought with furthering this stream of thought as it would make him weak. Of all places for him to experience tender emotion,…
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Buried Yet Breathing2.
Not a single soul to be seen, he was truly alone here in this god forsaken catacomb. He came to a sudden halt in a sort of room, though open and vast beyond four walls. There were clear pools filling this place, and upon inspection of his reflection, he saw nothing of what he hoped…
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Buried Yet Breathing1.
BURIED YET BREATHING Chapter One. As he opened his eyes, he knew he was dead. There was nothing telling him otherwise, as no memories were accessible of his past life. All senses were alive. The darkness overwhelmed but the harder his eyes searched the black, shapes started to become visible. Rough edges. Blurred inception. He…