Pneuma Kleptis – pt3
by Lee Hulme
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.
Came the reply, followed by:
Fancy a coffee? 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