Page 32 of The Curse Breakers


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There was no way I was letting him get me onto one of the fishing boats. I kicked his shin, ignoring the pain that shot through my toes and up my leg. My blow barely fazed him.

The water began to ripple in the small cove beside us.

Bobby chose the second boat and stepped over the edge, pulling me with him. His hand slid up my leg and under my skirt, cupping my ass as he hoisted me over the edge.

“Get your hands off me.” I jerked backward, but he laughed and tightened his grip.

He pulled me toward the cabin door, and I frantically searched for something to use as a weapon. I spotted a wrench lying next to an open hatch in the center of the deck, but I was going to have to break free to reach it.

When we were next to the hatch, I forced myself to go limp. His hold slipped and I dropped to the deck. He was only momentarily surprised, but it was long enough for me to grab the tool with my left hand and smash it into the side of his head.

His eyes widened and he stumbled backward.

As I ran across the deck, trying not to get tangled in the loose fishing net, the wrench still clenched in my fist, I glanced over my shoulder and saw a shadow rising behind him accompanied by a loud hiss.

Oh, shit.

Bobby wobbled, then fell to his knees, blood streaming down the side of his face.

Frantic to escape two different threats, I climbed over the edge of the boat onto the dock. But the hissing grew louder, and I turned around to face the creature from my nightmares.

The shadow shimmered, then took the nearly opaque form of a giant snake.

Mishiginebig appeared, his red glowing eyes narrowing on Bobby. “Who dares to touch what belongs to Okeus?”

Bobby fell, landing on a pail. The blow to his head still had him befuddled. He looked up and his eyes widened. “Holy shit.”

“Let’s get out of here, dude!” Bobby’s friend shouted, climbing out of his car.

Bobby tried to stand but got caught in a pile of net and fell to his knees. He leaned over to untangle himself, his eyes on the snake.

“This witness to creation does not belong to you,” Mishiginebig said in a menacing tone as he rose even higher, towering at least fifteen feet over us.

After making another effort to stand, Bobby lost his balance again, his legs becoming even more twisted in the net. “I’m sorry!” He shook his head. “What the fuck!I’m talking to a giant snake!”

I backed up, terror rushing through my blood as I dropped the wrench and flexed my right hand.

Mishiginebig leaned over the boat until he was about six feet over Bobby, his forked tongue darting in and out of his partially open mouth. His fangs gleamed in the moonlight. “You must make atonement.”

Giving up on the net, Bobby tried to scoot away from the creature. “Whatever you say, man! I’m sorry!”

The snake grinned and rose higher, his mouth opening wide.

I backed into a pole, my heart beating hard against my rib cage.

Bobby began shouting and tugging at the net in frantic fits and starts.

So quickly I almost missed it, Mishiginebig dove, engulfing my attacker’s body up to the waist in his gullet. Bobby’s legs kicked frantically, and his muffled screams filled the silent night. The snake reared up and tossed back his head, swallowing the man to his knees.

Bobby’s friend, who had been standing next to his car in silent awe and terror, made some incoherent shout. I stayed plastered against the pole, watching in horror as the snake tilted back its head one final time and swallowed the rest of the man, tangled fishing net and all.

The car in the street sped off, tires squealing.

I had to be dreaming.

The lump in Mishiginebig’s throat moved lower as the snake’s muscles contracted. The serpent sank into the water until its head was level with mine. His red eyes watched me as his tongue darted out of his mouth.

My body screamed for flight, but my head told me to stand strong. There was no way I could outrun this thing. “Am I next?”

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