There is a Reaper ...

There is a Reaper ...


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There is a Reaper ... by Charles V. De Vet







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There is a Reaper ...


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Doctors had given him just one month to live. A month to wonder, what comes afterward? There was one way to find out—ask a dead man!

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. He was a jackal in the jungle of life, and I ... I was one of the carnivores. It is the lot of the jackals of life to be devoured by the carnivore.

Suddenly the contented look on his face froze into a startled stillness. I knew he was feeling the first savage twinge of the agony that was to come. He turned his head and looked at me, and I saw suddenly that he knew what I had done.

"You murderer!" he cursed me, and then his body arched in the middle and his voice choked off deep in his throat.

For a short minute he sat, tense, his body stiffened by the agony that rode it--unable to move a muscle. I watched the torment in his eyes build up to a crescendo of pain, until the suffering became so great that it filmed his eyes, and I knew that, though he still stared directly at me, he no longer saw me.

Then, as suddenly as the spasm had come, the starch went out of his body and his back slid slowly down the chair edge. He landed heavily with his head resting

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Good creepy story. A dying rich man wants to know what\'s coming, so he pays for an Amazon River concoction that will poison a man, but leave the body able to talk for a few minutes. He uses it on a street bum.

Nice writing, good sense of helplessness and forboding on the part of the dead man, and the hero, naturally, is a jerk.