Clearly,
the school is surrounded by police. The
police can't rush the building, because we're hostages. We can't escape, because we're mostly very
old folks. The gunmen can't escape,
because they're surrounded. With luck,
the gunmen will settle for an escape vehicle and a few hostages. Getting an escape vehicle for the gunmen will
take time! With a little time perhaps my
son will arrive. With time, there's some
hope for us. Best of all, we have to go
to the bathroom! We're all seniors
(except for me) and we can't last too long without a trip to the bathroom. Once the guards allow restroom trips, there
are people up and down the hall and lots of confusion. The more confusion, the better. My son knows how to use confusion to his
advantage.
The
minutes pass like hours. I expect the
gunmen to start shooting hostages at any moment. However, there's nothing I can do but wait.
* * *
Lucifer
drives the car that he has stolen as close as he can get to the school. Once he encounters the police barricades, he
abandons the car and just walks away from it.
Then he moves in, on foot, until the police would have stopped him. However, Lucifer simply moves back a bit,
ducks behind a truck and transfers into a higher-dimensional space. To a three-dimensional observer, Lucifer just
disappears into thin air.
Multi-dimensional
Lucifer can't actually exist in 3-D space.
However, a sort of shadow of Lucifer can exist in 3-D space. The 3-D shadow is, for most intents and
purposes, a fully functional 3-D being.
True, the shadow doesn't quite seem to exist to 3-D people, appearing as
a sort of dim, not-quite-there form.
However, the form can move independently in 3-D space and manipulate
objects in 3-D space. Of course, Lucifer
can see from higher-dimensional space into 3-D space. This last is very useful to Lucifer.
Lucifer
covers the remaining distance to the school in higher-dimensional space. The walls and roof of the school are, of
course, no barrier to Lucifer, in higher-dimensional space. Lucifer moves into position in higher
dimensional space. Then Lucifer moves
from higher dimensional space into the 3-D corridor of the school. In front of him is an armed man that he has
seen from the higher dimensional space.
The bored man is watching the steady stream of old people shuffling back
and forth to the bathroom. The bored
man's back is to Lucifer.
The
3-D shadow of Lucifer moves in and hits the man near the base of the skull with
the butt of a hatchet. The man goes down
without a sound. Working quickly, Lucifer
drags the man back into a stub hallway and strings up the still living body
with a length of wire about the man’s neck.
The hanged man twitches a few times and then dies, due to a lack of
oxygen. Lucifer quickly rifles the man’s
pockets and also removes a wristwatch and a ring from the corpse. He also retains the man’s rifle and a pistol
the man had carried in a belt holster.
With no ceremony, Lucifer then moves back into higher dimensional
space. To a 3-D observer in the hall,
Lucifer just disappears!
Lucifer
then reappears behind the guard in one of the rooms. As before, Lucifer hits the man near the base
of the skull with the butt of a hatchet.
The second man goes down without a sound.
* * *
I see
the shadowy form that's my son! I get up
and tell the old people. “Stay
calm! The shadowy figure you see is my
son. He won't harm you. He'll harm the gunmen who have us
captive. If you stay calm and don't make
a sound, we'll all get out of this mess.
Again, stay calm and stay quiet!”
The
old people are scared out of their minds.
However, they're too old to run and too weak and/or sick to even sustain
a full scale panic for long. So they
just wait and don't start running around in a panic.
The
shadowy figure drags the unconscious man out of the room and down the stub
hallway that contains the corpse of the first man. A second figure shortly hangs by a wire about
his neck, joining the first corpse, in death.
As before, Lucifer relieves the new corpse of valuables and weapons.
From
the door of the room, I watch Lucifer take care of business. Lucifer may kill with skill and savagery, but
Lucifer never forgets the bottom line.
As the
shadowy figure finishes the grisly work he motions to me and then points. It seems he wants me to go into the second
room.
Okay,
Lucifer wants me to go into the second room.
Lucifer must have scanned the other room from wherever it is that he
goes when he disappears. There will be
only one guard in the other room. If I
can get the guard’s full attention, Lucifer can strike with no danger to the
old people. I don't like the idea of
exposing myself to danger, but then again Lucifer is very efficient, There's probably no
real danger here, or so I tell myself.
Lucifer
disappears again. I wait a few moments,
then walk in to the room that Lucifer had pointed to. I sort of wiggle to a stop in front of the
gunman and slowly pull my skirt up until gun boy has a good view of my
pantyhose. I hope he got a real eyeful
of my underwear, because it's the last thing he ever saw.
Lucifer
suddenly appears behind the man I'm distracting and hits him with
something. The man goes down hard and it
doesn't appear that he'll get up again, ever.
Lucifer
then motions for me to get the old people out and down the hallway. The path leads past where he's hanged a
couple of corpses. As good as Lucifer is
at what he does, he always seems to leave the dirty jobs for me.
I turn
back to the people in the room and sort of stage whisper. I say, “Listen to me! My partner has hung a couple of dummies from
the ceiling of our escape route. They're
realistic and will stop the other gunmen if they discover we're escaping. The dummies look gruesome, but you mustn't
make any sound or stop to look at them!
You must stay quiet and just keep moving.”
I get
the people started out of the room.
Being old people, they move with exasperating slowness. I have to get out in front of them to get
them started past the corpses and then I go back in again to keep the line
moving. I'm not very brave and going back
into the hall when I'm almost at the exit is one of the hardest things I have
ever done.
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