Coffin Hop #2

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L. E. White

Feeding

Frankie huffed and wheezed as he made his way up the stairs. The two tripods he carried weren’t the problem, his extra 150 pounds were.

“I. Hate. Stairs.” Each word ended with the slap of his sneaker on the next step. He panted and puffed before finally slumping against the wall at the end of the hall. “Here. You. Go.”

Connor turned to see the red faced man waving a short tripod in his general direction from the door. He tried to hide his smirk as walked over and took the gear. “You gonna be alright?”

“Fine.”

Connor walked back to the computer he used to monitor all of the remote camera’s. With his back turned, he could smile. He had picked the big guy to bring equipment up the stairs on purpose. Watching him pant and sweat was fun.

“That is the last of it right?”

“Yeah,” Frankie said between gasped breaths. “I think, …,think so.”

“Good,” Connor said. “Now it’s time to set up the second floor.”

Frankie sighed, but didn’t complain.

***

All six of them stood at the foot of the stairs. Connor stood one step up.

“Alright everyone, here is the way this needs to work.” He held up two pieces of paper. “As you can see, each of your names is written in a room. We will split up and monitor the equipment in each room. I will be monitoring the computer feed as well as the bedroom at the end of the hall.”

“Why are we splitting up and monitoring the equipment,” Josh asked. “If you are already monitoring it, what’s the point?”

“Good question. It seems like there is a tendency for phenomena to occur with single people. I want to spread us out so that it is more likely we can pick something up.”

The group nodded.

“You all have radios that are on the same channel. If you have a problem, just yell and we will come get you. Any questions?”

Connor took the silence as his answer and headed to his computer.

“Don’t forget to stay of the radios to keep the channel open. We will do checks to be sure that everyone is okay, but it should be quiet otherwise.”

Connor pressed one of the keys on his computer and watched as the progress bar showed him that the file was converting. He smiled and stood, stretching, as he looked at the files.

The group had checked in like clockwork, and now he had recorded each of them. Three files for each member of the team. Three files, so that the computer could pick the one it wanted to send out so that everyone would continue to check in.

No matter what happened to them.

His smile shifted from something that made his face look happy to something that made it look like he was a mad scientist in an old movie.

As he walked towards the door, he whispered to himself, “Time to come out and play.”

***

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