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Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt.3

Pneuma Kleptis – pt3
by Lee Hulme

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Sam sat on the sofa a while longer, occasionally checking the phone to reread the text. Was it a warning or a threat? She couldn’t tell.

She toyed briefly with the idea of calling Ty, then settled for sending him a text.

Anything weird happening where you are?

A few moments later the reply buzzed through.

Had to unplug the tv to turn it off. And the microwave. You?

Sam replied with a quick recap.

OK. Weird.

Came the reply, followed by:

Fancy some caffeine? Know I ain’t sleepin again.

20 minutes later, hands wrapped around steaming cups of tea, Sam showed Ty the strange text message.

Ty frowned, “Even if it’s a warning it’s a pretty clear one. But who else knows?”

Sam shook her head, “I thought just me, you and Jas, but now I wonder.”

“Well Jas wouldn’t have told anyone, not even if she thought they’d help, not without letting us know.”

“We should call her.”

Ty nodded and checked the time, “We don’t wanna wake her up though, trust me,” he grinned, “Did that once when we were kids – never again.” Ty typed a text and they waited for Jas to wake up. Continue reading

Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt.2

Pneuma Kleptis – pt2
by Lee Hulme

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Sam shuffled impatiently in her seat, cursing as her knee hit the underside of the wobbly table, slopping tea over the side of the mug as she waited for Ty to arrive.

Ty hurried in, hands deep in the pockets of his jacket, nodding as he passed by to order his own mug of tea, plus one extra. This task done, he sat down across from Sam, hands, red from the cold, wrapped around his mug.

“I swear I’m just gonna sew gloves to your coat sleeves, see if they can last you more than a week before getting lost.”

Ty grinned, “Least I only lose my gloves, not, say, patient medication charts.”

Sam laughed, “Oh one time! One time I did that! And I found it!”

“After we’d made a new one, sure.”

“OK but still. Once.”

Ty grinned then looked past her to the door, nodding a greeting at the new entrant, “Here she is.”

They both stood as the woman walked over, greeting Ty with a hug and Sam with a handshake.

“Nice to meet you Sam, I’m Jas.”

Sam shook her hand warmly and they all slid into their seats, Jas taking the chair opposite Sam.

“How do you know Ty?” Sam asked.

Jas smiled, “He didn’t say? We’re cousins. A number of times removed, but still, we don’t have much family so we make do with what we have.”

Ty nodded, “Yeah, my favourite cousin. The most famous and renowned Jas Achebe, studier of random and obscure epidemics of history.”

Jas shot him a sidelong glance and rolled her eyes. Continue reading

Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt1

Pneuma Kleptis
by Lee Hulme

A gaunt young man staggered down the busy street, a small circle of space around him. Looking around wildly, he reached for an arm, only to be shrugged off. He reached again, and the arm shook him violently away.

The young man took a few more steps, shaking his head and muttering.

An elderly lady stepped in front of him, bag of shopping hitting the floor as she put both hands up to stop him running straight into her.

The young man allowed himself to be stopped, and he raised red eyes to meet hers.

“Here now, what’s the matter?” the woman asked.

“Do-do you know me?” the young man asked.

“What? You don’t recognise me when you’re not making me coffee?” the woman asked with a smile.

The man shook his head and frowned, “Do you know my name?”

“Of course I do, it’s…er. Well now, I always greet you with it. Seems to have slipped my mind for the now. Oh dear, I am sorry…” the woman shuffled uncomfortably.

The young man began to cry, “I don’t remember either.”

“What don’t you remember, love?”

“Me,” the man sobbed. “I don’t remember me.” Continue reading