the end of days page 43

 the end of days page 43 by ric gustafson

Rory stopped at the doorknob. He stopped to catch his breath. It was so dark it had taken him a half hour to locate the front door of his apartment. He could not see anything as if he was blind. He slowly opened the front door of his apartment. He walked quietly into the dark and murky hallway. Then he winced. He had stubbed his toe on a small table. Silently, he scratched the two sores on his lower left leg. The sores had festered. They were giving him great pain. As he groped the wall of the hallway, he noticed a pinprick of light.

" Rory".

Rory recognized his leaders voice. " Mr Simpato".

" Rory, can you recognize a light in the distance".

" Barely". Rory squinted his eyes as he looked down the dark hallway. 

" Do you see it?".

" Barely, but yes I do see a very small light".

" Rory, I want you to keep heading toward that light".

" Ok". 

" Because that light is me".

Rory slowly inched toward the light. When he had reached it, it was Carlo. He had a strong light surrounding him. They embraced.

" Sir, why do I feel like I am totally blind".

In anger, Carlo pointed toward heaven. " It's one of his plagues".

" Thank you for saving me Sir".

" Your welcome". Carlo smiled at his right hand man. " Right now I really need your help".

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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric