Now You Don't
By Tom Leveen
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Now you see him...
Jim never thought of himself as the hero type. When his girlfriend and her daughter are targeted by a disfigured assailant who's been popping the eyes out of his victims, Jim becomes the only person with a chance to save them.
The first victim is Jim's best friend Travis, who is attacked and blinded in his home and overpowered by the grisly intruder. Travis's elderly father is assaulted next, then his mother. That leaves Travis's only living relatives: his daughter Darla, and his ex-wife, who police assume are targeted as the next victims. Jim quickly agrees to protect them as best he can, neglecting to tell his buddy that he and Travis's ex- already have a relationship on the side, and that Jim is beginning to love Darla like his own kid.
As police race to find and stop the assailant, Jim discovers it's far too late: someone's lying in wait, and what he -- or they -- want is the last thing Jim could ever have expected . . .
...now you don't.
Tom Leveen
Tom Leveen is the author of Random, Sick, manicpixiedreamgirl, Party, Zero (a YALSA Best Book of 2013), Shackled, and Hellworld. A frequent speaker at schools and conferences, Tom was previously the artistic director and cofounder of an all-ages, nonprofit visual and performing venue in Scottsdale, Arizona. He is an Arizona native, where he lives with his wife and young son.
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Now You Don't - Tom Leveen
Now
You
Don’t
Tom Leveen
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Zero
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Sick
Random
Shackled
Violent Ends (anthology)
Hellworld
Mercy Rule
A Little Insurrection Now & Then
Those We Bury Back
Heartless
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ONE
Travis awoke believing he was having a heart attack but instead it was a monster. It perched on his chest, weighing him down, pressing him into his memory foam mattress until it took the shape of an Egyptian sarcophagus. The thing must have weighed more than a hundred pounds; two hundred, maybe. It had knees, for they were pressed into the hollows of Travis’s shoulders, preventing him from moving his arms. He thought its feet were positioned in such a way as to keep his thighs immobile as well. The thing apparently knew Brazilian jiu-jitsu because holy shit he could not move.
He had only enough time upon waking to see that it had a tiny hole of a mouth, a small black disc in the darkness of his bedroom that reminded him absurdly of a blow-up doll, though he’d never actually seen one of those in person. The skin of its cheeks was pulled taut, giving the thing a gaunt, ghoulish appearance. Its skin was something on the Caucasian spectrum, not quite pale and not quite tan. The forehead rose high and sloped backward with sparse baby hair sprouting along the crown. The fineness of the hair reminded Travis of his daughter’s scalp when she’d been born twelve years ago.
Darla, he thought as the terror of his situation lit his nerves on fire. Darla, where is she?
The monster was naked. In the half-second Travis’s brain had to assess all these facts, it also registered that some small, limp, cold limb lay across his belly. A penis, chilled and damp, as if having emerged from a swimming pool.
Whut—
A sound less than a word belched from Travis’s mouth as the thing atop him tilted its head, staring down with blue eyes lit by the beam of a streetlight shooting from between the dark wood blinds.
The monster raised its right hand. It looked spider-like in the dark, shadowy and segmented. Its nails were overgrown, inches long, jagged and sharp.
It tilted its head again before plunging a finger into the soft skin where Travis’s eyelid met his eye socket.
Travis had enough air to scream as the finger pierced deep. The monster drove its finger down, then to the right. Travis felt the rough skin and sharp claw sliding behind his eyeball and heard the chilling squish of the eye popping neatly, though not cleanly, from out of his skull.
The monster laid its other hand across Travis’s mouth as he bellowed. The skin of its palm was calloused, warm, and dry. Every muscle in his body cramped as Travis fought against the monster’s weight, against the fear for Darla’s little life, against the rich, bright pain in the cavern where his eye used to be.
He felt a tug deep in his skull, like tightening a shoelace.
Then a brisk snap and the eye let go from its mooring.
Travis’s other eye, his right, was wide open. Even in the dark and despite the rampage of cascading hormones released by pain and terror, Travis’s one remaining eye beheld the monster as it held up its hand. The eye swung from the monster’s finger tip by the stalk, wide by default since it had no lids, gazing blindly back at its owner, accusing. Travis wanted to vomit, wanted to pass out, wanted the horror to end.
Darla! he screamed, but the sound was incoherent and muffled under the creature’s palm. Travis tried to close his eye but couldn’t—a warm disbelief flooded his system, convincing him this was a dream, what else could it be, surely this was a nightmare from which he would awake any second now, any second now . . .
The monster tilted its head back and raised its hand, dangling the eyeball above its face. It issued a short sucking sound. Travis heard it, or imagined he heard it, over his ongoing muffled screams. The eye slipped neatly into the beast’s circular mouth.
It lowered its chin to stare at Travis as its jaw worked. It studied him as a bird might study a worm. Travis stopped screaming, overcome with wretched disgust and nausea as he watched the monster eat. The thing itself didn’t seem to blink, or if it did, it was too quick for Travis to notice.
Of course, what he really noticed was that he had just had his left eye pulled out and eaten by a naked humanoid monster.
Perhaps, Travis considered mildly in that cobwebbed corner where such space is reserved for insane thought, that is what I should be focused on right now.
His cries for Darla shifted to a cry for help. The monster gave him what was, for all intents and purposes, a pitying look. It then curled its right hand over his left eye and began working at it as he had the other.
Right-handed, Travis’s brain pointed out. Look at that, it’s right-handed and having a little trouble. That must be why this one hurts more. Oh, wait—Look at that? Haha, I get it. Very punny.
His voice went coarse as he lost all vision. The dark world in front of him did not fade to black or red or white; it simply ceased to see in one quick pop. The eye came out less gracefully than the left had. Explosive pressure burst somewhere just above his face, and Travis felt the viscous goo of the eyeball drip onto his cheek. Then came a slurping noise and his brain advised he not think about what that sound meant.
Please, he begged silently through his raw screams. Please don’t let me die please not like this sweet Jesus God please don’t let this be how I go out please . . .
The weight vanished. Travis bolted upright, hands flying to his face, covering his cavernous eye sockets. The space left behind sickened him and his pizza dinner burst forth from his mouth, coating his boxers and naked thighs, still warm from where the creature had perched.
Senselessly he swung his hands down for a pillow, which he found and stuffed against his face. His brain, operating on brute instinct, questioned whether or not bleeding to death were a real possibility.
Someone would come now, he thought, or semi-thought; conscious words were well beyond his abilities now. Someone would hear what passed for screams and come running, call the cops, call the paramedics, they’d get here, save his life . . . But because of the depth and breadth of his screams, his voice was utterly destroyed. All that came out were slick tendrils of puke and a