An Apple for Zoë ~ The Forsaken

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Authors: Thomas Amo
Tags: Fiction, Occult & Supernatural
radioed for help.
    "Mike you there!"
    "Yeah I'm downstairs with Jessalee, did Grantham get your power back on up there?"  
    "I think so, Mike I need you up here fast. I found a little girl."
    "We found some kids down here too. It's devastating."
    "No Mike, she's not dead. She's alive! Get someone up here with some oxygen immediately," commanded James.
    "It's okay sweetheart, help is on the way," he said, only to feel her grip her arms around his neck even tighter.
    "So what's your name sweetie? It's okay, you can tell me I'm a police officer. I promise you won't have to go back in there again. Hey I'll tell you my name if you tell me yours, mine's Tom."
    "Jordan."
    "Jordan? That's a pretty name. So Jordan were you staying in the room I found you in?" She quickly nodded and sniffed, rubbing her nose.  
    "Are you staying here with your mommy and daddy?
    "Uh-huh,"she sniffed.
    "Jordan do you remember what happened before everyone fell asleep?"  
    "They aren't asleep, they're dead!"she shouted as she sobbed again.  
    "Oh honey, it's okay, I'm sorry."
    "I want to go before he comes back!" she cried as gripped her arms tightly around James' neck. Her desperation caused him to wonder what had her so frightened.
    "Before who comes back Jordan?"
    "The Pig Man!"

CHAPTER TEN
      The Pig Man

    James handed Jordan to Jessalee as the CSI placed the oxygen mask on the little girl's face.
    "Oh my god Tom, where did you find her?" Jessalee asked as she placed Jordan on her lap.
    "She was in room 1223 under a pile of bodies, if you can believe that."
    "That's probably what saved her life. She was close to the floor protected by everyone else that was on top of her," Jessalee said as she watched the girl gulp in the fresh pure air. "Not too fast honey."  
    Kirkland entered the room and saw Jessalee and James tending to the little girl. "Jessa, sorry to interrupt, but we're ready for you in 1219."
    "I'll take her, Jessa," said James as he reached for Jordan. The little girl eagerly responded to James and curled up into his arms. "Jessa is going to be right back okay darling?" asked James as he kept the oxygen mask to her face. Jordan nodded her approval as Jessalee stood and winked at her.  
    Kirkland and Jessalee crossed the hallway and into room 1219. "I'm sorry to have to ask this of you Jessa, but we need to be sure it's Valerie."
    "It's okay, Mike, I want to know as much as you do."
    A cold chill ran across Jessalee's forearms as she stepped into the bedroom. She exhaled a sigh of relief as she saw that Kirkland had been kind enough to place a sheet over her sister's body.
    "Can I pull it back?" she asked softly.
    Kirkland nodded and gently caressed her shoulder to let her know he would be standing only inches away. Jessalee slowly reached down and curled her fingers around the edge of the sheet and then pulled it back in a fashion that was almost dreamlike. As the sheet came away from Valerie's face, Jessalee saw her sister dead before her. Kirkland watched intently from behind her.
    "You okay Jessa?"
    Jessalee nodded silently as she let the cold hard truth of her sister's death sink in. "Where's the tattoo, Mike?" she asked as she ignored the freshly carved swastika.
    "Further down."
    Jessalee pulled the sheet down her sister's body, slowly exposing her breasts and finally stopping at her genitalia. "Never Fink Mia?"
    "We were hoping it meant something to you. Does it?"
    Jessalee shook her head no. "For all I know, Mike it could be the name of another girlfriend."
    "Was your sister exclusively a lesbian?"
    Jessalee shot a long cold stare at Kirkland.  
    "I'm sorry, I know it's a rude question to ask but I had to ask."
    Jessalee pulled the sheet back to its original position. As she covered her sister's face a single tear fell from her cheek and landed on the sheet quickly being absorbed away by the fabric. "Truth is, Mike, I really don't have a clue. Isn't that sad to not even know your own sister?"
    "At the moment we're thinking

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