Note: No I still do not own any of the characters. They all were created by the one and only almighty King!
By the way, thanks to boschette for the review! ^.^ reviews w00!
Paul Edgecomb was about 10 miles south of the New Hampshire/ Maine border, and had been walking nonstop for almost a week,
Which was pretty good for someone that was 108. At first, the nursing home was put into quarantine to try and protect the seniors.
But the plague had known no boundaries had it? Well Paul just sat by, he had known he wouldnt go with the rest, thanks to John Coffey. (like the drink only spelled different)
Paul would always remember that line. So he had sat and watched. And then the dreams had started. In the first one John Coffey had been standing there.
He had told Paul: "Hello Boss. Nice to see ya. The lords a telling ya to stay put, ya hear? bye now."
And Paul had woken up. Now Paul was not one to go against John Coffey, because he knew that John was a miracle.
So he had stayed put, eating the left over food from the nursing home and living in the small shack where he had kept Mr Jingles. And a year had gone, by and Paul was almost
out of food. Until eight days ago. John had appeared in another dream he had. This time Paul spoke up.
"Hello Boss."
"Hi John"
"Boss there trouble brewing up North."
"Really?"
"Yes. Bad men there. Very bad men. you have to go up there to stop them."
"Where though John?"
"I dunno. Im following the lord. He says you'll know when ya find it."
"I have to go now, Boss Edgecomb. The lords acalling me back."
And with that John grabbed Paul, and Paul felt like he had when John had grabbed him over seventy years ago."
Then he woke up. And he had heard cries for help in his mind, and pictures and sadness. It was then that he realized that John had put all oh his seeing powers into him.
And so he had started walking, and had not stopped. He had gotten food sparatically, but he continued on. And now he was almost in Maine.
Linoge had looked through Fran and Stu's minds, and was somewhat startled to find that there wasn't much bad in them. This was a disadvantage to him, he needed a good hand to play
and he had picked the wrong cards. He looked harder, hmmm problems with her mother. yes yes. not much here. grrrr these people aren't as bad as I had hoped. ah well. At least
they'll get me where I need to be. He also sensed that Tak/ The Crimson Kings counterpart was near. Hmmm... where could that fiend be?? This upset Linoge even more. But he appeared
calm on the outside. Two minutes they reached Derry. It was at that precise moment that Stu and Fran both got chills. And was it just them, or was everything with a slight crimson tinge?.?.?.?..
Ya I kno I have short chapters, but I have to stop for now some persons here. I was gonna make it longer. I might have chap 3 up in a few days.
Please Please review. I 3 reviews!! I also use them to change my story or not change it. Send your ideas!!!
By the way, thanks to boschette for the review! ^.^ reviews w00!
Paul Edgecomb was about 10 miles south of the New Hampshire/ Maine border, and had been walking nonstop for almost a week,
Which was pretty good for someone that was 108. At first, the nursing home was put into quarantine to try and protect the seniors.
But the plague had known no boundaries had it? Well Paul just sat by, he had known he wouldnt go with the rest, thanks to John Coffey. (like the drink only spelled different)
Paul would always remember that line. So he had sat and watched. And then the dreams had started. In the first one John Coffey had been standing there.
He had told Paul: "Hello Boss. Nice to see ya. The lords a telling ya to stay put, ya hear? bye now."
And Paul had woken up. Now Paul was not one to go against John Coffey, because he knew that John was a miracle.
So he had stayed put, eating the left over food from the nursing home and living in the small shack where he had kept Mr Jingles. And a year had gone, by and Paul was almost
out of food. Until eight days ago. John had appeared in another dream he had. This time Paul spoke up.
"Hello Boss."
"Hi John"
"Boss there trouble brewing up North."
"Really?"
"Yes. Bad men there. Very bad men. you have to go up there to stop them."
"Where though John?"
"I dunno. Im following the lord. He says you'll know when ya find it."
"I have to go now, Boss Edgecomb. The lords acalling me back."
And with that John grabbed Paul, and Paul felt like he had when John had grabbed him over seventy years ago."
Then he woke up. And he had heard cries for help in his mind, and pictures and sadness. It was then that he realized that John had put all oh his seeing powers into him.
And so he had started walking, and had not stopped. He had gotten food sparatically, but he continued on. And now he was almost in Maine.
Linoge had looked through Fran and Stu's minds, and was somewhat startled to find that there wasn't much bad in them. This was a disadvantage to him, he needed a good hand to play
and he had picked the wrong cards. He looked harder, hmmm problems with her mother. yes yes. not much here. grrrr these people aren't as bad as I had hoped. ah well. At least
they'll get me where I need to be. He also sensed that Tak/ The Crimson Kings counterpart was near. Hmmm... where could that fiend be?? This upset Linoge even more. But he appeared
calm on the outside. Two minutes they reached Derry. It was at that precise moment that Stu and Fran both got chills. And was it just them, or was everything with a slight crimson tinge?.?.?.?..
Ya I kno I have short chapters, but I have to stop for now some persons here. I was gonna make it longer. I might have chap 3 up in a few days.
Please Please review. I 3 reviews!! I also use them to change my story or not change it. Send your ideas!!!