Soul Stripper 4
Author: Jason Arnett
Title: Soul Stripper (part 4 of 4)
Genre: Science Fiction
Frequency: every Wednesday
“What the hell happened to me?” Frank was sitting on a park bench, holding his head. “What did you do?” Eyre was next to him with her hand on his back.
“I only took you to see the Powers That Be,” she said. “The Chondria.”
Frank was miserable. He coughed, deep, hacking, moving lots of fluid in the process. He hawked and spit. “Jesus,” he said. “Jesus Christ this hurts.”
The lady in the grey suit tried to soothe him by drawing her hand, palm flat, back and forth across his shoulder blades. Concern showed on her face. Frank coughed, hawked and spit again. A couple walking along the path ahead took a turn to avoid the pair.
“How long have I been gone?” Frank looked up at Eyre. “I’ve got obligations, you know. How long?”
Eyre paused and brought her hands to her lap. “A few hours. Three or four,” she said.
“Last thing I remember is calling Bettie,” Frank said. His eyes went wide, his brow straight up. “Bettie. I’ve got to get home. I’ve got to call Hansen. Did I send her to the Weaver in the Well? Do you remember? Did I call her?”