{"id":1162,"date":"2018-05-01T18:57:53","date_gmt":"2018-05-01T18:57:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/?page_id=1162"},"modified":"2022-10-27T23:13:01","modified_gmt":"2022-10-27T23:13:01","slug":"the-hungry-ones-part-3","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/the-hungry-ones-part-3\/","title":{"rendered":"The Hungry Ones part 3"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">by Joe Stanley<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cEach and every one, I can call. As I told you, you cannot win.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">The certainty of that truth was one I could not deny. And though I felt the frantic fear that all living things must know when death calls, a strange peace settled on me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cAnd I spoke no untruth when I said I can read your mind. I know your secrets, your fears&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I made ready for the final resistance my aching flesh could grant. I was prepared to die. And even if I failed, I would give my life in the try. Surely that was as much as anyone could give.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cI ask you, why are willing to die for nothing? You cannot stop us from claiming his flesh.\u201d<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">The horde of ghouls pressed in.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cWhy suffer for him? Yes, I know you hated him. To you he was a monster even more horrid than I. Spare yourself and step aside.\u201d<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I roared in fury into the night. I am not ashamed to say that I sobbed.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cJust step aside. Pay the price for your crimes. Imagine how much it will please you to see that hated man devoured.\u201d<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">May God forgive me, but I knew that he was right. Such was my hatred for him.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cWith my power, I can even bring him to a semblance of life. You can hear him scream and plead. You will hear him beg and you will have the privilege of denying him as he has done to you so many times. You brought your justice to us, why deny it to him?\u201d<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">As I trembled, one of the fiends swaggered forth.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cYes&#8230;\u201d hissed Kalu, as he closed his eyes and smiled, certain of his triumph.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">It was true. I hated my father. To say anything else would be to lie. But what a monster as Kalu could never understand was that this hatred could never extinguish the tiny, but eternal, flame of love. For the burden I bore all my life was no quest for vengeance but for forgiveness.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I love my father and, with that, peace was mine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">\u201cDamn you!\u201d wailed that devil and the battle was joined. Though I am a soldier, I have never fought so hard. Through the poison, through the fever, through the exhaustion and the pain I fought each charge and turned the mob away. But the numbers were too great and I had neither hope nor plan of besting them all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">No, my simple plan took him by surprise.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I quit the grave, but not to flee. Instead I charged Kalu himself and made him know the fury of my blade. For one who feels neither fear nor pain, I found his wails greatly satisfying. And with him fled the night itself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">The hateful mist dissolved in the golden light of the sun. I limped back to the grave where I collapsed. This was where they found me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">Now from my deathbed, the poison and disease run their course. And I know that once again the hungry ones will come, this time for me.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">But all I can think of is my father. And I smile.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">So be it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\"> Let them come.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">-end-<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/the-hungry-ones-part-2\/\">back to previous episode<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/\">back to list of stories<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>by Joe Stanley \u201cEach and every one, I can call. As I told you, you cannot win.\u201d The certainty of that truth was one I could not deny. And though I felt the frantic fear that all living things must know when death calls, a strange peace settled on me. \u201cAnd I spoke no untruth [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1162","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1162","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1162"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1162\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3035,"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1162\/revisions\/3035"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1162"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}