A/n sorry about the long wait, I had no idea how to follow up the last chapter.
Chapter 6: People of the Past
A grizzled old man stared out the window. He had been there for hours, just watching. This wouldn't normally be unusual, but his window faced the building next door, all that was visible from it was the brick wall of the next building. Gently, the nurse tapped on the door. The man started, and looked up. "It's time for your medicine Mr. Holst." She showed him the bottles she held; he smiled slowly, a sad small smile. She knew what he was thinking,
How had it come to this?
"Did I ever tell you that I was once a lieutenant?" Holst pulled a paper out of his pocket and unfolded it. It was a black and white photo, a young man stood there, grinning out at them, "I used to be young, and carefree, until the cases I saw made me old, my hair was gray by the time I was 35, I had seen so many horrors. I retired, or rather, was forced into retirement, 10 years ago, after my last case, they never caught they guy. Some kids killed him, but when they went in for the body, it was gone." The nurse, Tina, stood there, she was unsure how to reply, so she drifted back to the default all the nurses were taught, "Well that's nice," she winced inwardly, it sounded so empty, especially when she thought about what this man had gone through, "Now lets take your pills."
Holst sighed, and quietly accepted his medicine. "Is there anything I can get you?" the nurse pasted that empty smile on her face, "A magazine? Or maybe a newspaper?"
"A newspaper please." She walked out, returning a moment later with a copy of the Fake City Times, "When you're done with this try to get some rest ok?" Another default sentence. Old hands met perfectly manicured hands as Holst took the newspaper. Tina, his nurse, walked out of the room, and Holst glanced at the headline:
Local Boy Missing, Band Director Last to See Him.
Anthony Denbrough has been missing since Tuesday the 23rd; he was last seen by his band director, Sam Herrick, who just recently lost his wife and half of his band in a freak accident…
Holst stopped reading here, exhausted, Sam Herrick, where had he heard that name? It came back slowly, he remembered while the nurses were trying to stuff more pills into him. His shock caused him to knock over several of his pill bottles causing the nurse to scold him.
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He had received the invitation in the mail,
Mr. and Mrs. James H. Rofman
and
Mr. and Mrs. Edward F. Herrick
Invite you to share in the joy
Of the Mass uniting their children
Lorelei Rachelle
And
Samuel Richard
In the Sacrament of Holy Matrimony
On Saturday, the 13th of June
Two thousand and five
At ten o'clock
St Denis
Catholic Church
Fake City, California
Of course he had accepted, those two kids had defeated Edwin.
The wedding was perfect, the groom was handsome, the bride was stunning, and the church was so full some people were forced to stand in the back. He had danced with Lorelei at the reception, she was graceful and kind as always, it reminded him of his wife before she found out that she had breast cancer. He had hoped Lorelei would never have to deal with such hard things.
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'…just recently lost his wife…' Lorelei dead? A child missing?
Edwin was back.
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Anthony strained against his shackles, screaming again, this time his cry was answered, a woman shrieked in another room. Edwin jerked up, "Look what you've done you stupid boy, you upset her! She is so hard to calm down in this state, the only other time she gets this bad is when you can hear the wind ensemble playing Ghost Train above us." Muttering Edwin left the room, his footsteps echoed down the hallway as Anthony stared after him in shocked silence.
"Please, my sweet, calm down, its just another pesky child," Edwin talked lovingly to the woman. He gripped her chin and forced her to look at him, the hazel eyes pierced into Edwin's empty black orbs, and she strained against her shackles, "You wish to be free? Not until you swear to be mine and never go back to the foolish director, Sam" The woman jerked her head free, and spit at Edwin, "Bitch! I saved you! I alone had the abilities to recreate your body, and this is the thanks I get?" Edwin turned and walked to the door, but before he left he turned back "Do you remember Anthony? Anthony Denbrough? I believe he was the drum major for your band, well I guess your husband shall soon have to find a new drum major. Anthony is going to join the rest of the band."
The hazel eyes widened, "No!" the word was forced out in a hoarse voice, "Please, let him go, I…I'll do what ever you want. I swear it." She hung her head, "just let Anthony go."
Edwin smiled, it was full of evil, and full of triumph, He had won. He had her, not Sam, him. Lorelei was all his.
Ok so I updated, again sorry for the long interlude. So now that you've gotten what you want, perhaps you could review?