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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 495) Reminder

“It went for her.” Klara finally speaks but in a flat monotone manner. “Her suicide did not save her from her fate. She thought it would, but in the afterlife she had to pay for her malevolence.”

“What do you mean?” Laszlo questions but he does not receive an immediate response so he asks another question. “How did this get here?”

Klara stands quietly for several seconds then takes a step back from the open door. She holds her hand out as if to warn everyone to stay back as the air seems to thicken and fill with pressure. The woman then answers the question.

“It brought it to you as a reminder.” She says in a chuckle. “It thought maybe you had forgotten your role in this.”

She turns slightly to see Laszlo’s expression but he is not looking at her. Instead, he is holding the delicate pin so tightly it begins to cut into his hand and then he hurls it toward the stone fireplace shattering it into tiny pieces that scatter in all directions of the room as a fine powder.

“Istvan,” Klara whispers. “I know it is here, can you see it now?

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 494) Shaking Hand

Klara still has her back to the group and only low candlelight has saved them from total darkness. Stephen does not see the Guta in the hall, but with the current conditions, it could very well be standing there waiting for the next person to get close enough to snatch them away.

“Grandfather, what is it?” Zsofia asks as she realizes he is staring down at the pin in his violently shaking hand.

“This,” he pauses, “this pin.”

“What is it, what about it?” Zsofia asks quickly for she can see how upsetting this is to her grandfather.

“I, I laid this with her body the day of her burial.” He continues to stare at the object in his hand. “It was buried with her.” He states clearly upset and confused and oddly enough, Klara lets out a little laugh.

To Stephen, this statement was not funny in any way and he watches the old woman as she continues to stand very still and very quiet. If he did not know better, he would mistake her for a plastic mannequin for she is so steady in her stance that he cannot tell if she is breathing.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 493) Anxiousness

With Laszlo tending to Stephen, Klara removes a cloth from the cut on her hand and wraps her injury with another cloth soaked in the same green toned liquid.

“How is your hand, Klara?” Zsofia asks as she looks up at the old woman.

“Oh it’s fine dear, just fine.” Klara replies as she turns her back to the group sitting on the floor.

She walks towards the doorway, but does not get anywhere near the opening to the hall, and she stops after taking only two steps. Stephen can hear her whispering, almost chanting, as she keeps her distance. He wants to sit up so he can see what she is doing, but for an old man, Laszlo is keeping a firm debilitating hold on him.

Another roll of thunder batters the landscape as the electricity flickers and shuts off completely. With nighttime now encroaching through the windows of the manor and the low amber bulbs of the hallway now black, the entire structure has an air of anxiousness about it. No longer allowing himself to be controlled, Stephen forces his way up to a sitting position.

“Stephen do not move so fast, you’ll hurt yourself.” Zsofia says as she takes the damp cloth from her grandfather and holds it to Stephens wound.

“I’m alright.” He says and then he points at Klara. “What in the world was she thinking?” He says as he nods in the old woman’s direction.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 492) Caring Nature

“Here, use this.” Klara says as she hands Laszlo a washcloth that has been soaked in some sort of green liquid. “The tonic will help stop the blood from flowing so easy.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Stephen says with worry for he has no idea the amount of blood he is losing.

“Shhhh.” Zsofia says softly as she continues to stroke his hair in a soothing way. “Just relax and let grandfather and Klara work on it.

Stephen squeezes Zsofia’s soft petite hand as it rest in his. He is glad she is here for her caring nature does seem to be keeping him in a calmer state than what he would normally be in. Everyone is making such a fuss over the wound that he cannot help but think it is a bigger deal than what they are letting on.

“Steee. . . van.” Says Tamas as he rubs his eyes and walks out of the adjoining room to join the group.

“Oh Tamas.” Zsofia says as she reaches for him with one hand. “Sit here, next to me.” She says as he walks toward her.

“Stee. . . van?” The young man questions as he sits down on the floor next to his sister.

“He is okay, he just had an accident.” She assures her brother.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 491) Blood Stained

“It looks like you are lucky.” The old man says as he wraps two fingers around the butterfly looking piece of jewelry. “It didn’t hit your artery.”

“I don’t feel lucky. Get this thing out of my neck!” Stephen says with disgust.

“Okay, roll from your side to your stomach and stay calm. This might hurt.” The old man says as he begins to pull on the item.

Zsofia takes hold of Stephen’s hand and he squeezes it in preparation of the pain he is about to receive. Laszlo applies pressure around the item and pulls on it slowly as its blood stained stem lifts from Stephen’s skin. Once the item is clear, he takes a handkerchief from his pocket and applies pressure to the wound.

Zsofia runs her fingers through Stephen’s dark wavy hair as he lies face down with her grandfather pressing on the back of his neck. The handkerchief slowly turns red in the middle as blood begins to fill the fibers. Looking up at her grandfather with questioning and worrisome eyes, her elder shakes his head as if telling her not to say a word.

“Is it out?” Stephen asks as he starts to turn his head to the side.

“Just stay still, we’ve got a little blood to contend with.” Laszlo says as he continues to press on the cloth.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 490) Sharp

“My neck, oh. . . it hurts.” Stephen says with difficulty as Zsofia gently lifts his head to feel the backside of his neck.

“Ouch!” She says as she touches something sharp that slices across her finger. “Can you roll onto your side?” She asks in a calm manner trying to not upset or worry him.

“Yeah, what is it? What did that thing hit me with?” Stephen asks in a weak voice as he turns sideways.

“It’s a large hat pin.” Laszlo says as he slowly kneels down next to his granddaughter as she cradles Stephen’s head and shoulders. “It’s. . . it’s your grandmother’s hat pin, one that I bought her when we were young.” His voice trails off.

“Well get it out of me!” Stephen yells as he reaches for it and begins to panic. “Where is the Guta?” He rushes to say as he starts to roll over to look at the doorway but Laszlo applies pressure to hold him in place.

“You have to hold still, this is in a bad spot and we don’t want you bleeding out on us.” The old man says in a stern way.

As he inspects the area the thick pin punctured, Zsofia holds her breath. Very carefully, Laszlo wiggles the pin slightly as he leans down very close to Stephen’s neck to look at the depth of the object in the skin.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 489) Line Of Salt

Stephen quickly turns putting his arm around the elderly woman’s waist pulling her with him as they run for the safety of the prepared room. He feels something hard brush against his shoulder with great force and then a pain to the back of his neck that thrust him to the floor. Klara steps into the room as Zsofia and Laszlo each take Stephen by the arm dragging him across the threshold severely disturbing the line of salt.

“No!” Klara yells as she grabs the jar of salt off the table.

She shoves her hand into it with such force it breaks a piece of glass off embedding it into her skin. While moving forward she throws a handful of the tiny white beads at the doorway and a deafening, not human or animal sound screeches loudly into the room as all four adults cover their ears in pain.

Thunder vibrates heavily as trinkets and items sitting around the room clank together from the intense rumble much like the aftershocks of an earthquake. Stephen rolls over onto his back as the pain in his neck sharpens and throbs with each pulse of his heartbeat. He groans as he tries to open his eyes and see exactly what is going on around him.

“Oh no, oh no, Stephen. . . are you alright?” Zsofia says as she immediately slides down onto the floor cupping his head in her hands.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 488) Need To Move

Running at a sprint, Stephen lunges at the old woman with his arms stretched out in front of him. His body hits the floor with a loud thud as he grabs hold of Klara’s left ankle. Oddly, the Guta releases her as soon as Stephen takes hold and it stands calm and very still in the darkness of the hallway, only an arm length away. All the blood is rushing to Stephen’s head causing him to feel dizzy as the pressure of his adrenaline builds but he manages to stand up, pulling the old woman up next to him.

“Stephen!” Zsofia yells as she and her grandfather stay just inside the room but lean out to view the events in the hall.

“No, stay back Zsofia!” Stephen commands as he holds his hand up without losing eye contact with the wicked beast staring at him.

Droplets of thick saliva ooze from the mouth of the beast like a dog preparing for a fresh carnivorous meal. It wheezes as it laughs but does not blink its deep-set lifeless eyes, not once. Slowly Stephen pulls Klara to his side and then gently maneuvers her so she is now behind him. Together, slowly and deliberately, they back away from this frightening demonic presence. Its breaths are changing from slow gurgling intakes to more of a quick pant.

“It is going to pounce, the energy is strong.” Klara says as Stephen nudges her to hush.

“Isssstvan,” it hisses as Stephen tries to pick up the pace and speed the process of walking backwards, pushing Klara along.

“We need to move. . .” Stephen says as he takes hold of Klara’s hand. “We need to move, NOW!”

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 487) Is It Near

“A demon cannot be harmed by the meager touch of man.” The old woman says as fact as she walks in the direction of the open door to the hall and pauses in her footing and speech. “Is it near, Istvan? I can feel it, but not see it.” She says softly as she places her hand on the door frame.

Stephen looks up just as the Guta steps forward but being mindful not to cross the ironwork and wood or the dusting of salt on the floor. It stands within inches of the old woman, its hideous features distorted by the poor lighting and its stature smaller than her as it looks up. The fierce expression in its eyes is somewhat devious, like a child trying to trick a parent but then it reaches up, holding its hand out as if to touch Klara’s face.

“Klara, you should move back!” Stephen yells as he stands up. “It’s going to touch you!”

As soon as the warning words leave his lips, the Guta grabs for Klara, easily plucking her from the room as if she weighs nothing. With her screaming and kicking, the beast drags her down the hall at such a pace that before Stephen steps over the line of salt; she is nearly at the end of the long dark corridor.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 486) Eyes Diverted

“You too have been marked by the shadows of Guta, but you chose to rise above it.” Klara winks at Zsofia as if she is pleased in using her own words. “You had Tamas, who needed you and needed your graceful energy so you freely gave it to him. Your demeanor blossomed despite the pressure of distress, but not Istvan. No, he was scared and has carried this burden of suffering throughout his life.” She looks sad now as if she could cry at any moment but her eyes stay fixed on Stephen and no one says a word.

“The moment of your return to this place arose when your great-uncle was overcome by his greed.” Says Laszlo as he breaks the awkward silence in the room. “I don’t know if age played a part but he became diligent on finding some hidden treasure in these walls. Just look at the place, it is full of items that could be sold and if he needed money, he could have come to me!” The elderly man stands up.

“Was he broke or something?” Stephen asks as he tries to conceal the glance he made at the hallway.

Laszlo sees where his eyes diverted to and immediately sits as if scolded. Bowing his head down, he clears his throat and makes eye contact with Stephen. He moves his eyes as if asking if the Guta is near and Stephen nods his head up and down ever so slightly. Laszlo then begins to whisper.

“He thought there was a huge sum of money to be had and went mad looking for it. I could not tell him to stay away from the room in the basement for that would have driven him right to it!” He lowers his voice even more. “If I knew of a way to kill it, I would do it, but. . . it isn’t really living now is it?”

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