How to Cheat the Reaper ::

How to Cheat the ReaperGeorge Brams shivered, despite the warmth of his new car. solitary(prenominal) when George never felt completely warm these days - eighty long time had taken their toll on his ashes, and his tissue-thin flesh provided no barrier against the animosity of a chilly December night.While locked into familiar routine of impulsive country lanes, Georges heading drifted back to the events of the previous day, and even of the past year. upright when he thought he could safely assume that his old body held no more unpleasant surprises for him, such(prenominal) as his cancer shake up a fewer years ago, strange things had begun to happen.First, there were the parts. They had started about both years ago. At first, he had assumed that an insect had become trap in his ear, until now he quickly realized that there was non an insect in existence that made this kind of unearthly noise. They seemed to whisper to him from a great distance, yet they sounded re markably close to his ear. He couldnt kind of make out what the voices said, although he had strained his weak ears in the swear of recognizing a stray word. But the voices seemed to slither through the air, continually changing, yet always present. George even thought he recognized some of the voices - of late, they had seemed to affix in volume and urgency, which let the voices spark a fleeting cognition from him - but his memory was old and tired, and the recollection of a familiar voice was swamped in grey and disappeared from his mind.Georges heart skipped a beat as he was pulled from his memories by a cat jumping into his cars path, its life saved only by Georges still impressively quick reaction.After a few minutes the adrenaline began to leak from Georges blood and his breathing slowed. Again the spellbinding nature of the cats eyes studded along the black road draw George into his memories. He remembered what had happened after he had seen the doctor about the vo ices - the nightmares. Terrible things that waited until his mind was asleep and open to suggestion, and then dived in, filling the old mans head with such terror that he often awoke himself with his pitiful screams. Before, his wife would wake him in front the nightmare reached its surreal and horrifying conclusion, but now Rose was gone.