by Tediz » Wed Dec 03, 2008 4:59 am
Gunther continued dragging the wretched thing outside, dragging it down to the Beach. Smoke drifted off his Cigarette and into the now drizzling rain. He ignored it's screeches as he pulled it through the dirty, muddy, wet sand. He came to the edge of the Cliff and looked over. The windy rain was causing waves to hit against the sharp rocks on the bottom. He looked down for a minute, and then turned to the Nightmare. He leaned down, blowing smoke in it's face. The thing bit and barked at him angrily. He slowly walked over to the edge of the cliff, sighing. He looked down, closing his eyes. He muttered his prayer.
"In Nomine Patris Et Filii, Et Spiritus Sancti. Amen."
And at that, he released the chain, kicking the thing - screaming - down into the rocks below. He had no earthly idea if it was dead, but he had done what he was told to. He tossed his Cigarette down into the water below were the Nightmare had fallen. Turning around, he came up to the House. He walked in, a bit sad. He had never actually... Killed something. He took off his muddy boots and found Drake. He nodded slowly. " ...It's been done Sir."
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers; for thereby some have entertained angels unawares - Hebrews 13:2