The Keeper of the Light
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 60
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
Debbie pounded on the door with both fists now. Desperation had taken hold of her. Getting inside was the difference between survival and a painful death for her and her son. Debbie was just short of clawing at the door before her like a cat when suddenly she felt a tug from the other side.
The bright beams erupted from inside the lighthouse and Debbie fell to her knees as if struck down by the rays. Before the older woman stood the shadowy silhouette of a man. As her eyes adjusted she saw the old man's face was a canvas of scarring and age hidden behind a great grey bushy beard. He dressed in a dark raincoat that nearly encompassed his whole figure. On top of his head he wore a black wool watch cap. It was obvious to Debbie that this was the lighthouse keeper.
"What are ya doing bangin on me door at this hour? And how did you get to my island?" The man asked.
"How do you think we got here asshole? We swam." Debbie answered furious he asked such a dumb question while her son was in desperate need of medical care.
"Wooo! Got quite a mouth on you miss. Wonder if I made a mistake leaving the comfort of my warm bed to open my door to you. By the looks of your boy I think not. Well if you two are going to enter be quick. There's a storm brewing." The old sea dog said before stepping aside.
What storm? Debbie thought as the skies had been clear a few moments ago. As if on cue the sound of thunder ripped through the night. Clouds that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere opened up and rainfall began to ravage her and her injured son.
"Thank you". Debbie said beaten down but thankful for a bit of luck.
Debbie turned and helped Derek to his feet. As she stared out towards the ocean a bolt of lightning lit up the sky. The older woman for a moment swore she saw Erica's giant silhouette in the amongst the waves. Debbie blinked and once again all she saw was rolling tides and rainfall. Debbie pushed the thought aside. She carried Derek inside and shut the door while the storm began to pick up outside.
"The name's Graves by the way." The lighthouse keeper said offering Debbie a hand as she made her way up the stairs.
An omen? Debbie thought. Perhaps. Debbie was weary of the gruff looking man but the for the time being he was offering safety from the storm and the man eating monster hiding within it. Right now she had to get Derek medical help. Call the Coast Guard or Navy to hunt down Erica. Maybe they could succeed where she failed so terribly. Maybe they be able to locate Steve and Beth. Maybe.
The bright beams erupted from inside the lighthouse and Debbie fell to her knees as if struck down by the rays. Before the older woman stood the shadowy silhouette of a man. As her eyes adjusted she saw the old man's face was a canvas of scarring and age hidden behind a great grey bushy beard. He dressed in a dark raincoat that nearly encompassed his whole figure. On top of his head he wore a black wool watch cap. It was obvious to Debbie that this was the lighthouse keeper.
"What are ya doing bangin on me door at this hour? And how did you get to my island?" The man asked.
"How do you think we got here asshole? We swam." Debbie answered furious he asked such a dumb question while her son was in desperate need of medical care.
"Wooo! Got quite a mouth on you miss. Wonder if I made a mistake leaving the comfort of my warm bed to open my door to you. By the looks of your boy I think not. Well if you two are going to enter be quick. There's a storm brewing." The old sea dog said before stepping aside.
What storm? Debbie thought as the skies had been clear a few moments ago. As if on cue the sound of thunder ripped through the night. Clouds that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere opened up and rainfall began to ravage her and her injured son.
"Thank you". Debbie said beaten down but thankful for a bit of luck.
Debbie turned and helped Derek to his feet. As she stared out towards the ocean a bolt of lightning lit up the sky. The older woman for a moment swore she saw Erica's giant silhouette in the amongst the waves. Debbie blinked and once again all she saw was rolling tides and rainfall. Debbie pushed the thought aside. She carried Derek inside and shut the door while the storm began to pick up outside.
"The name's Graves by the way." The lighthouse keeper said offering Debbie a hand as she made her way up the stairs.
An omen? Debbie thought. Perhaps. Debbie was weary of the gruff looking man but the for the time being he was offering safety from the storm and the man eating monster hiding within it. Right now she had to get Derek medical help. Call the Coast Guard or Navy to hunt down Erica. Maybe they could succeed where she failed so terribly. Maybe they be able to locate Steve and Beth. Maybe.
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