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for a second as Jeremy grabbed me. When I looked up I saw in the mirror that Alex was the one that grabbed me and he was pale blood oozing from his eyes as they were gone he was smiling as I see his teeth were rotten and black some even missing, he put a finger over his mouth like saying don’t say a word. I closed my eyes and looked at the mirror again. He was gone and the image was Jeremy.
    “Sara you okay?” he asked with concern in his voice. I looked back at him twisting my body, meeting his eyes.
    “What have you really done?” I asked and he knew what I meant. He looked down and let go of me I felt better as he started walking away and his evil arms were not touching me. I grabbed a small towel that was hanging on the sink and dried my hand. I looked at Max with a red shirt now. Not red cause it was its color, red from a crimson stream where it was dabbed to its new color.
    “Well this was the cleanest of them all.”
    “Here.” I said as I got near my bag opened it and threw him one of the new shirts Jeremy had bought. I had six so I could spare one.
    He grabbed it in midair as Jeremy returned to speak to the women, Jenny, about what had just happen. I could see her hands flying all around to the mysterious words of don’t say a fucking thing Jeremy was concocting so she would not reveal to anyone what had just o ccurred here. Jeremy is a great liar and I give him credit for it. I remember once at fifteen, he talking to me about the hunger, how they were trying to find a cure, I wasn’t that naïve then and I was not that naïve now. I know he planned something, but what?

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
     
     
    Outside and after some extra convincing to the woman from the morgue, she took one thousand dollar check from Jeremy, we walked towards a small diner not that we were hungry, but we needed a place so Max can tell us the tale of who Alex really was. The diner was nothing special and it was full; as soon as we enter heads turned around looking at us. A tall man with a black suit, cheap but still, another man with a shirt tight to its body as if it was part of his skin and no shoes, and a red haired woman with freckles on her face and backpack strapped to her back. What a unique group, I thought. There was a booth at the far end and we walked to it as soon as everyone else started moving their heads back to their meals. Inside the booth Jeremy and Max were side by side, I was in front of them with the back pack to the window shading me from the sun that was now hot and high in the sky.
    “Max, Alex’s story, now.” Jeremy said.
    “First let me tell you that he is not bad or evil.”
    “We know.” I said
    “Well two years ago I went hunting with a friend, he’s dead now, when we found Alex walking in the side of the street and he seemed like a quite nice fellow and like you we gave him a ride. We talked all the way about how the hunting trip was going to be fun and we invited Alex to participate since he apparently knew the woods we were going quite well.” He said as a women came with a note pad in one hand and a pencil in the other.
    “Ready to order” she said, Jeremy looked at her and order ed black coffee, Max said he wanted orange juice and I ordered water. As soon as she left to get our drinks Max continued.
    “Everything was going well, we lit a cam pfire as soon as we got to the woods and sat around it talking, my hunting bow was perched beside a tree and my friend’s gun was loaded and ready. I started to get a fever and told them I was going to rest to start the hunt. Next thing I knew I had killed my friend and Alex was there. He bends down and looked at the corpse of my friend and ripped his head off with its bare hands I was afraid of him as he walked towards me, but he only put a hand on my shoulder and said welcome to the family.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “I never knew what he meant by it I am guessing it had to be something with the fact the he and I