Melabeth Forgive Me, For I Am Sin! by E. B. Hood Read Free Book Online Page B

pieces of his friends. In front of him laid a severed hand. I vaguely remember cutting it off.
    I licked some blood off my finger as I lazily told Alice, “Sure, I’m all ears.”
    Alice got up and floated over to the man. The man was on his knees and froze at the sight of Alice approaching. She slowly walked around him. She sat Indian style next to the man. I followed her lead and sat down on the other side of him. The man was now shaking and making strange noises. He was trying to speak, but the only thing that came out was gibberish.
    Alice bega n, “First, you need a great emotion out of your host to transfer his memory from his blood. The second thing you need to know is that adrenaline blocks this process.”
    I asked, “Why , does the adrenaline stop it?”
    Alice snidely responded, “What… do I lo ok like a doctor? I don't know, it doesn’t matter. I can't explain why our memories are always in the blood, or why humans can do it during extreme emotions. Before you ask, fear is just one of the emotions.” A wicked smile crossed Alice’s face as she looked at the man who was as still as a statue. She asked him, “What is your name?”
    He didn’t answer, he just stuttered something unintelligible. I answered for him, “He says his name is Bob… Bob's a nice name.”
    Alice giggled in delight, “Bob it is. So Bob , do you think you could remember some past memory for us. Like something evil you have done… and I prefer it to be resent.”
    Bob found his voice, “I…I don’t want to, die. My name is Ralph.”
    I pulled his face to mine and lifted my lip and growled low and menacing. I said real slow, “I said your name is Bob… understand?”
    He couldn’t answer for a second . He nodded his head as he made the word, “Yes,” came from his lips.
    Alice was rocking back and forth laughing. She calmed herself, “I think Bob is ready. You see his adrenaline has run low. He is in shock, but he is still gripped with fear.”
    I did my best Yoda, “Fear, path to the dark side it is.”
    Me and Alice giggled, that is when Bob tried to make a break for it. We pulled him onto the floor, he could hardly move. Alice held one arm and I the other.
    I don’t know what illusions Alice was showing him , but he was lost in fear. Alice spoke calmly and softly to the man, “Remember your crimes, remember your sins.” Then Alice spoke to me, “Ready?”
    I was hesitant, I was not sure if I wanted more memories that were not my own. Reluctantly I answered, “Ready.”
    With excitement Alice ordered, “Feed until his death.”
    We both bit into the man. I bit into one wrist, while Alice bit into the other. He struggled under us, but it was to no avail. The pleasure of feeding soon made me forget the life and the memories I was stealing.
    After I finished, I dropped the man 's limp arm to the ground and then hopped up onto the couch. Alice sat down on a chair across from me and closed her eyes. She sat quietly for a moment then opened her eyes wide and smiled.
    Alice looked at me and with delight, “We did it, we acquired some of his memories. Boy, oh boy, this guy was a piece of shit.”
    I was surprised, “We don’t have to sleep to see them?”
    Alice explained, “No silly, but that is the easiest way access the memories. It took me decades to learn to access the memories by will alone. At the rate you do things, you will probably be able to do it by the end of the week. I get so jealous of you, but then I remember you are a mental mute.”
    Alice was referring to my inability to control minds or use any mind powers for that matter. She likes to tease me, but she knew it didn’t bother me and I hardly even responded to her jabs. I looked down at my blood soaked clothes, “Ugh, I need a bath and will need to burn this dress.”
    Alice answered with a neutral tone, “We will need to burn this house, but first there is a bathroom we can use to wash up.”
    With that Alice undressed and tossed her clothes