With the drawer finally open, both doughboys inspected the trinkets inside. Two screws, and a necklace that hangs a clear glass pendant with the remains of a cockroach molded inside.
"Why the hell would anyone keep this junk locked?" Eff asked.
"I'm not sure, maybe the people who perhaps lived here thought these things precious." D-boy said. Just then, his hearing began the blur out again to the incessant nagging of noises, in particular the roach. It was speaking to him. D-boy heard him but couldn't make out what it was, all focus was on the bug. Sitting down now he began having quick flashes of... Nny... squishing him.
"Well I'm gonna go see what I can do outside than stuck here with you, and if I become mauled by a bear it will be better than hearing you talk to your fucking self." Eff said, standing up and heading to door. When he didn't hear anything snide back from d-boy, he turned around to see him sitting on the floor, head down and holding the necklace close to himself, mumbling.
"Ah! see! there you go again you fucking rod!" Eff growled, walking toward him back to smack him upside his head. But stopped. He saw that his eyes became white slits for a second before going back to normal jumping into his senses. Startled, he threw the necklace away from him. "I saw Nny." He said, "And I saw him through the roach. Squishing me."
Eff, skeptical said, "Stop being a fucking dolt, why did your eyes get so small and white?"
D-boy blinked and looked over at Eff. "What do you mean?"
"Christ, you started mumbling like you always do but this time you did something different, you changed your eyes. I dunno why the hell you did that but it's something new."
D-boy stood up,"I've never had visions before, in fact, it seemed almost real."
Eff scoffed, "Well, I guess it means you can see shit. Guess what? Everybody does! You're just retarded enough to realized it now." Walking away now, D-boy sat on the bed repulsed by Effs voice as usual but couldn't get the vivid sight of Nny out of his head. He looked so dark and unsound, really gritty but a vivid sight. He sighed, looking out the window of the new fallen snow and hoped the vision was just a one time thing.
"Jeez, what a cockring." Eff grumbled to himself. Outside had given him fresh air of clarity and started to let his pride subside for a minute. If Nny were to be alive again what would that mean for them?
Walking ten more paces from the house, he felt a sharp sudden pain in his head. Falling to his knees in the snow, the intense migraine had made him see white and for a split second a sense had kicked him of a fore-warning. A warning someone was coming. Bleeding out of his left socket, Eff looked around to notice his vision had gotten a little blurry. He couldn't believe the feeling.
Realizing his experience, Eff started to feel eyes on him, and rushed into the cabin. There sitting at the candle wax table, Eff spoke shaken, "Something is coming for us, and it may want us dead."
Looking down at the cabin below, Sickness and Reverend both knew -knew- that what was awaiting them, it was going to be messy.