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Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt.2

Pneuma Kleptis – pt2
by Lee Hulme

Read pt1 first!

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

Freaks & Geek Club: With Extreme Prejudice pt5 [final]

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With Extreme Prejudice part 5

by Lee Hulme

First, read part 1!
And part 2!
And then part 3!
Aaaand part 4!

The man in the fleece jacket shoved his way through the crowd and grasped the older man’s shoulder, spinning him around. As the older man staggered slightly, the man in the fleece jacket snapped the heel of his hand upwards into the other man’s nasal bone, sending it splintering into his brain. The older man jerked once, twice, then dropped.

There was a moment of silence from the crowd, long enough for the man in the fleece jacket to check for signs of life in the older man. Seemingly happy with what he discovered – or didn’t – he stood and turned back to Viscura as the crowd erupted with indistinguishable cries.

Blood served, a nudge from Bonitas made the mob break quickly into a run, back to the safety, and sanity of their homes. Soon, only Lily remained, staring in a bewilderment that sat strangely on her face. Continue reading