The Curse of 1977 (Book 2)
Chapter 6
Negril, Jamaica
"What can you hear, my boy?" Old man Sunta said into Cloyse's ear in a raspy, Jamaican dialect.
Cloyse, feeling completely restrained and helpless, heard everything, from the roaring waves of the sea that sounded as if he were right next to them, to his old friend, all the way to a wheezing grunt that seemingly surrounded him.
Cloyse struggled to move, but it felt as if his entire body was shut down. Just trying to wiggle one finger was like trying to sprout wings, it was virtually impossible.
"I...I cannot—
"Do not try and speak yet, just focus on trying to see." Sunta spoke softly into the young man's ears.
Cloyse did as he was told and bore down in the hopes of trying to revive his vision all over again. In fact, his eyes were wide open; it was just the blackness that appeared more like fog that kept him from seeing clearly.
"Dey gone...dey gone far away," the wheezing individual from somewhere within the area groaned.
"Be silent, devil!" Sunta scolded the man. "Now, continue to focus on what you want to see, my boy."
Cloyse squeezed and stretched until the blackness in front of him gradually formed into splotches.
"I can...I can see it." Cloyse fought to utter in his own broken English.
"Good, good, now keep on!" Sunta gleefully urged.
Cloyse kept stretching before even more forms began coming into sight. Before long, globs and splotches eventually turned into brightness. It was so bright in fact that Cloyse had to shut his eyes momentarily just to shield from the rays.
"Can you see now?" Sunta asked.
Cloyse ever so slightly nodded yes before going back to trying to twist his finger all over again. Much like before, attempting such a task was arduous, but the man kept at it until one moving finger turned into three, and after three, an entire right hand.
"You can move now?" Sunta sounded surprised.
"No good, boy, you be dead by sundown." The nearby groaning man uttered.
"Please, keep on! You are almost free!"
Cloyse persisted until he was able to fully operate his right hand. All of the sudden, the young man began to cry like a child. He wept so hard that his entire body began shaking inside the chair in which he was seated.
"God be praised, he is coming back!"
"God not here, God not here," the mysterious individual kept gasping in
writhe about in his chair until it began to wobble back and forth. Eventually, the man ended up crashing onto the floor, with him still inside the seat. But to Cloyse, just feeling pain at that point,
you alright?" Sunta hurriedly aided
Crawling about on the warm,
"Careful." Sunta said as he hoisted both Cloyse and
Cloyse felt all over his hairy face before inquiring, "How...how long have I been
"Three weeks,
of snoring racket before saying,
sat in his chair and locked his hazy eyes upon the man who was seated across from him
same clothing for years without ever changing.
"Where did you capture him?"
to Cloyse. "Doi was returning to de world when I found him. It was quite simple after
questioned with
you do know where my sister...is."
to side before saying, "Big sister not here. She gone, mon. Dey
His heart was beating so furiously, but
man's entire body
saying dat, but he is
Arthur, Akoni and Damerae are gone, mon. They're gone far from
Right then, a sudden silence gripped the entire hut. The thundering waves from outside
"I know where dey are." Cloyse said. "I saw
shook. "Wherever dey are gone to, not even God in
"God not here no more, mon. Who won test de devil now dat he loose? Who won
for endless minutes before he glanced back at Sunta and
"But where, mon?"
north of here," Cloyse sullenly
"Kingston, mon?"
want my sister, old man!" he reached for
no, no, no big sister, mon." Doi shook
reveal a pair of white eyes and fangs before both Cloyse and Sunta. Before
not at full strength, all Cloyse could do was try and scoot backwards, away from the oncoming demon that was rapidly transforming
approached Doi. He took the stick and struck it against the gravely floor before igniting Doi from his feet all the way to
Cloyse and dragged him out of the blazing hut and onto the sandy beach before both men limped as fast as they could away from the burning structure that went up in flames a lot
helped a
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