Free The Wrath of Jeremy by Stephen Andrew Salamon Page B

shooting through the heavens, dancing and fighting throughout
the silver and dark blue clouds, as if the gods began their battle,
or else were getting ready for a longed-for fight of wit. Yet, once
Jeremy reached the top of the stairs, the lightning died, melting
the skyline and turning it to rain, with drops of rock-like rain
pounding at Jeremy and Mary’s heads, forcing Mary to quickly open
up the door of Grewsal.
    In the foyer of the institution at the front
desk stood the head nurse, breathing deeply and exhaling austerely,
sternly waiting to see the door fully open and who would be filling
the shadows that came in through the cracks of the entrance. The
nurse saw a hand, a woman’s hand, and into her sight came Mary’s
beautiful image, causing the nurse’s breathing to lessen and her
hand against a red button on the side of the front desk, hitting it
over and over again without Mary knowing. Pressing the red button
over and over, the nurse still showed a straight face and a fake
smile to Mary as she slowly walked up to her. That’s when the nurse
caught sight of Jeremy, causing her body to freeze with fear and
allowing her right hand to stay down on the red button, and just
glare at him, with eyes of fright and straight lips of rage. Jeremy
and Mary passed by a woman sitting in a chair, looking
apprehensive; the woman was Gabriel’s mother. Jeremy smiled to her,
and she smiled back, with him noticing tears in her eyes and worry
in her face.
    As Mary and Jeremy came up to the front desk,
the head nurse still had her hand on the red button, an alarm that,
once pushed, gave off a loud piercing ring on all of the floors of
Grewsal, every floor except for the foyer.
    Meanwhile, on the other floors the alarm was
heard, with nurses and doctors running around the halls in fear,
dropping files and papers to the floor, and some even trampling
other doctors without even a second to see the blood that came from
the severe injuries they caused on those they stepped on. Chaos
came to Grewsal, with a doctor staring at a red, flashing light
that was hanging from the ceiling and roaring, “My God, she’s
here!” The mysterious and sudden panic caused one doctor, who knew
the reason for the fear and panic, to run to the top floor of the
building, battling to get by as workers were running around still
frantically trying to get to their offices and stations before Mary
and her new patient came up. “Where’s Victor?” the doctor asked one
of the staff, trying to catch his breath.
    “Victor? Oh, fat Victor, you mean? The last
time I saw him he was carrying a cross,” the older lady answered,
picking up a broom that was lying on the ground and beginning to
sweep the dirt and junk from off the floor in a fury.
    The doctor ran all around the top floor,
hunting for Victor, passing by staff person after staff person
wiping beads of sweat away from their faces, fighting the salt that
made his eyes throb and unbearable to keep focused. He wiped the
salty sweat away from his sockets, and abruptly came across Victor.
“Victor, did you unstrap Gabriel?” the doctor asked, seeing Victor
itching his fat face and showing a dumb look on his visage, like he
didn’t recognize the panic around him.
    “Um, no, why?”
    “Because, you fat slob, Doctor Callahan is
here. I want you to unstrap Gabriel and go check on his brother,
‘Michael.’ I don’t want Doctor Callahan to see anything that she’s
not supposed to see,” the doctor yelled out, seeing Victor running
away from him, and his blubber literally following his trail as he
ran.
    Meanwhile, Mary shook hands with Gabriel’s
mother down in the foyer and watched as his mother left Grewsal.
Mary then closed the door and turned around, smiled at Jeremy, and
then facing the head nurse, saw panic in her eyes. “Well, Jeremy,
welcome to Grewsal.” Mary smiled, walking up to him and patting him
on the back.
    As Mary and Jeremy talked a bit, fat Victor
ran in exhaustion to Gabriel’s