The Devil Drives a '66: And Other Stories
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Wayne Kyle Spitzer
Wayne Kyle Spitzer (born July 15, 1966) is an American author and low-budget horror filmmaker from Spokane, Washington. He is the writer/director of the short horror film, Shadows in the Garden, as well as the author of Flashback, an SF/horror novel published in 1993. Spitzer's non-genre writing has appeared in subTerrain Magazine: Strong Words for a Polite Nation and Columbia: The Magazine of Northwest History. His recent fiction includes The Ferryman Pentalogy, consisting of Comes a Ferryman, The Tempter and the Taker, The Pierced Veil, Black Hole, White Fountain, and To the End of Ursathrax, as well as The X-Ray Rider Trilogy and a screen adaptation of Algernon Blackwood’s The Willows.
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The Devil Drives a '66 - Wayne Kyle Spitzer
THE DEVIL DRIVES A ‘66
& OTHER STORIES
by
Wayne Kyle Spitzer
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The Devil Drives a '66 (And Other Stories)
THE DEVIL DRIVES A ‘66
GOLEM
ALUKA
CRASH DIVE
THE QUICK AND THE | JURASSIC UNDEAD
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THE DEVIL DRIVES A ‘66
It’s tempting to say , looking back, that it began with that warped wall—the wall in the basement garage which had been flat and firm when I’d first bought the house but had morphed into something misshapen and hideous. But in truth, it started with her voice, Mia’s, a voice I would fall in love with—although, at the time, it existed only in my mind—a voice that had captivated me from the very first moment I heard it.
That would have been March 5, 2019, the day after they’d begun digging for the pool, when I’d taken to the deformed wall (which had been water damaged, I presumed, and was not part of the concrete foundation anyway) with a pickax—hacking away at it mercilessly until both the sheet rock and studs (which had been corrupted, as well) lay in ruins, and I was sitting on an inverted 5-gallon bucket, recovering, just staring at the exposed earth.
At least, until I heard that voice, which said to me, weakly, faintly, and yet somehow clear as a bell, Please, Dear God. Help me. I have been buried alive.
It’s funny, because the first thing I thought of was a TV movie from the ‘70s—The Screaming Woman, about a girl found buried alive on a rich crone’s property, and it’s possible I mistook the voice for a memory of that, at least at first. But then it came again (once more managing to be faint yet clear as day), and I realized, finally, that it was not only real but emanating somehow from my own mind, as though I were not so much hearing it as transcoding it into a form I could understand. And what it said was: Please ... there isn’t much time. I’m not far, but as I have awakened, so have they. Now, use your pickax—I won’t be hurt—and dig, dig!
And, because I was captivated, that’s what I did, approaching the earthen wall and swinging the ax again and again, grunting each time the blade struck the sediment, feeling the shock in my hands and arms whenever it hit a rock, until at last she cried, Stop! —and I stopped, wondering what had come over me that I should throw myself at the stones with such total abandon, or that I should suddenly feel as though I had the strength of twenty men rather than one. At which instant the voice said, Now, look. See.
And I did, see that is, and realized that something was glinting, ever so slightly, through the dirt—something metallic, something man-made. Something which revealed itself grudgingly as I dropped the ax and began clearing away the moist, black earth ... until at last I was looking at a State of New York license plate, its blue and yellow colors seemingly vibrant as the day it was pressed, its characters personalized to read: BRN 2 KILL, and its black and white tab dated 3—for March—1966.
AS IT TURNED OUT, WE finished our excavations—me and the pool guys—at about the same time; in no small part because they’d lent me their conveyor belt over the weekend, which enabled me to move earth from the garage into the payload of my truck as fast as I could dig it out. Not that I couldn’t have managed without it—I felt strong, as I said, stronger than I’d felt in years, as if the car and the voice had somehow infused me with super-strength. Nor had my new vitality gone unremarked, especially at Home Depot—which I’d been haunting like a wraith, primarily for support beams—where I was asked more than once what supplements I’d been taking.
Regardless, 48 hours (and several dump loads to my friend’s farm) later, it was done, and I was hosing off what a web search had told me was a 1966 Corvette Stingray hardtop, black and red, with a 435-horsepower/5,800 rpm V-8 engine and a sterling Peace symbol—which hung from its rear-view mirror like a charm. Nor was that all, for dangling from its ignition was a set of keys—one, presumably, for the trunk—along with a maroon rabbit’s foot, or possibly a cat’s, affixed to a silver chain.
Here I pause, in order to better render what I was feeling and what had carried me through the last couple days. For while it is true I began digging (beyond the wall, that is) in response to the girl’s cry for help—believing, as I did, that a living person might yet be saved—it is also true that that conviction faltered upon uncovering the 52-year-old plate, to the point that, considering the voice had fallen silent, I no longer expected to find a survivor—but a skeleton. I tell you this plainly so that you will understand why I didn’t open the trunk immediately, and why, to be frank, I feared doing so. Rather, I believe it was the car itself