Subcutaneous Magazine Fall 2016 - Page 13

“You’re saying you want me to go to this woman to ask her to raise the dead?” “No,” the old man answered. “I want you to go to that woman because I don’t want you messin’ with no more corpses during my shift…” The idea might have seemed crazier to a man in less need of sleep. But Will had no time to weigh the sanity of it because if anyone missed the dead girl, if maybe she were expected somewhere, it would not take long for them to trace her to Room 111-B. He climbed into his old Plymouth and followed Interstate 65 thirty miles to the Wellington exit like Gus had told him. The address belonged to an old brownstone in a section of Wellington he had expected would be much grittier because it was not exactly among the town's finer neighborhoods. Yet the two story residence seemed anything but foreboding and even bordered on pleasant. Hardly the place for a witch to reside, Will thought as he started up the stoop. And just what had Gus’ late mother asked of this Naiome anyway? My brother Fred was run over by a truck last week. Here’s twenty dollars and a fistful of innards. Can I talk to him now? During the last few hours Will had embraced a corpse, risked the only job he had by doing it, and now he was checking out sorceresses. If he kept this up he knew he would be getting measured for a straitjacket before dinner. Even before he knocked, the front door opened a crack. He strained to see the woman standing behind it. “Hello. My name is William Cotter. Are you Naiome? I--I don’t know your last name. Look, I’m sorry. This is a mistake. I really shouldn’t be—” +q$܁ݡԁɔɔt͡ͅͱݱ)ѡȸ]ͥɕՉэ)A嵽ѠѼ$Ը($)%ѕѕͥ($)!ѕՍȁݽѕȁ)ϊdݸѡȁ٥ͥѕѡ́啅́)͕ٕ́݅́͡丁eЁѡ́ݽé)хɑ䁄ɥȁȁ݅́ɬM)ݽɔɅ͵ѡͽЁѼ)Ёѡ͔ЁݕȰݥѠɕ͍ɘѥɽչ)ȁɕݕЁȁͽɕͽ])ѕȁѼЁȁͭ݅́́ݡє)́M͕ѡݽԁݽձ)͡ݥѡЁЁݥ($)Q͔役ѡȁѽɕЁѽ)ѡѡ͔͕ɽѡɕиQȁ݅́ɬ)́ɑݽȁɑ́Ս丁%)ѡɅݥɽѼݡѡݽ]ѡ)Ʌ́ݕɔձͼѥѱ䁽ٕ)ѡݥ́ѡЁ履Ё͡ѡɽ՝ͥ)ȁٕ݅́ɕ䁄ѕɕ͡ѡЁ)ɔȁݥѠх͕̰Ёɽ٥ɕ䁕՝ɥѹ́Ѽ͕Q䁝́ɥٕ́ɕ)ѡхٕ̰ٕ͡ѡȸQݕɔ)ɑ́ݥѠɕэݥ̰ѡ͕Ѽ)ٕݡɔ($)́ѡݽɹѼͥЁѡم)ѡЁɽѡѥѡЁ݅͡)ͱѱ䁡յMѥȁѼͥ)ͥȰѡمé͡ͅѠ)ݕиMхɥЁ͡ͅѡ(($+q5䁙ɥѽѡЁ׊StхѕЁ͡)͕չѕɕѕɵѥ̸qɔԁ)ݥѠͽѡѡ Ё-MհѼ)ȰͽѡЁɼt($+sQMհ݅́ȇt͡ѕѕͼՑ)ѡЁ]q!Ѽѡݽ)ݕɥ͝ե͔͔͕ЁЁɽ)%Ʌѡ͔ݡչѕݥѠѡ )ѡݽȁ܁ٕ͔͡͡܁ݡЁ݅́ՔM܁Ёѡ͝ե͕́ݔݕȇtM݅ɐ)̰́٥ȁѡյ́́ɥ́́)͡ݕɔɥѡq)Ё́$܁ݡЁ͝ե͔)ԁݕȸԁ͕䁡t($)e̳t]ͅɕ饹ѡЁѡݽ݅́)х̸ͥ!ɕѼ̃Ёձ)Ё͕ٕɅ͵̸q$ٔݕ䀴ѡ䁑̰Ё$eЁ܁St($)MȁQɔ݅́ե)а]ȁѡ七qQɗéѡ)ɰtqչѥհɰݡϊQݡ)$܁ѡЁȰЁٕȁ)ٕݡ͡StEեЀѡ՝иq$e)݅ЁȁѼɕtͅѽ́ѽ)եѼȸMɕͥЁȁ܁)ѕȁ͡($+qQЁ䁉ɉt͡ɕ($+qMݽձeЁ݅ЁѼɕt]ͅ+q9Ёܻt($+q$͕t($)QЁ͕Ѽٕȁѡѥѡݽɕեɕ($)Mɕȁɝɥɽѡ)х]ѥѡ́݅́Ёɐ%Ё)ݽé䰁ݥѠѡɅ)ݥ́ѡ͔а͡х́ѥɽ)́ѥ̸Qݽѡ́ɔѥѱ)Ѡ̰Ё͔Ѽȁ́ݽձ)յЁɅȸ]Ցեѥ)ѡ՝и($+q5䁙ɥ́ͅԁݽɬݥѣQݥѠյɅ̰ݡԁəɴˊSt($+sQeȁɥ́Ё܁9t͡ѕѕȁѡЁѥ͡ɕٕЁ͵+q%хѥ́ݽɬ́ѥٕ丁 ̰ͥé٥͍ɄЁٕݥѼձ䁕ѥٔ)ԁ܁ՍݡЁͼ͕́Ѽ)t($)]ѡ՝Ёѡݽ)Ё͡ȁ͵Mѡɥ+qeԁݥɸɥaͅÊdхѥѡЁ$ݥ)ɥєݸȁԸ%Ёݥٽٔѡaˊdѡ她)ѡЁѡЁݥԁѼѡɰQЁ)ݕٔԁݥѡ́ɥͥȁ́ԁɕєѡݽɑ́$ѕԸeԁݥȁ͕Qٕ)ٕ䁍͕Qݡԁѡϊt(($)MхЁѡ͕ȁѼѡAѡѵа]՝ЁѡɅ́ȸ ɱˊe)ٕͅѥݥѠ́ͥхи($+sͽ́ɕѕͥѥȁ͍ɥѥ͡ѼЁͽͼչQ((