"Yeah, Jase!" someone shouted. "Tell us!"
"But if I started to share all of it tonight, we'd be here till tomorrow!" He looked ecstatic. He said, "But I will tell you the big surprise right now."
"Do it, Jase!"
"Go for it!"
"I want you all to look at Orrie! Doesn't he look terrific! Orrie is very very pleased! Because we did good."
"Yeah!"
"Yay, Orrie!"
The cheering and stomping started to become a steady roar. I wondered if these people were about to erupt into a fit of collective hysteria. They were delirious with joy!
Orrie was circling and turning in the center. He was almost writhing. His excitement was growing with the crowd's.
"We did good!" Jason was hollering now to be heard. Someone shoved a microphone in his hand. He took it and shouted into it: "We did very good! We found what we were looking for!"
The crowd went crazy. They started jumping up and down, screaming and yelling, hugging and kissing each other.
Jason was screaming now. "We are going to add the fourth corner!"
And they screamed and cheered again. They started hollering, "When, Jason? When?" It turned into a chant. "When, Jason? When?"
Jason held up his hands and waited for silence. The crowd hushed quickly. As Jason lowered his hands, he was abruptly illuminated by two bright spotlights. They were mounted on the cabs of two of the trucks. Jason had to squint his eyes against the glare. Orrie's eyes went sput-phwut. Jason lifted the microphone to his mouth and whispered dramatically into it, "That's the big news. It looks like it'll happen before summer!"
This time, screaming wasn't enough. The circle broke ranks. They charged Orrie to hug him. They charged Jason to hug him. I was left standing and watching.
Suddenly, people were grabbing and hugging me. "Jim, it's great for you to be here!"
"You're so lucky! What a privilege!"
"I know this is confusing for you, but it's an incredibly joyous time. Not just for us, but for all humanity!"
Somebody turned me. I was looking into Jessie's face. Her eyes were glowing. She was wreathed in smiles. She hugged me and kissed me. She said, "Jim, this is bigger than Christmas! Something is happening here that is going to transform the human race! And you're going to be part of it!" She kissed me again. I stared at her.
I stared at all of these people. I was too dazed to be horrified. "Please! Everybody!" That was Jason, screaming into the microphone. The sound was deafening. "Everybody, listen! I know you're happy! This is what we've been waiting for! But there's still a lot of work that has to be done. We need to build a birthing pen, and we'll need to lay in a lot of supplies because we won't be able to travel for a while, and we're going to have to be very careful; we'll have to set up extraordinary security measures-and all the other day-to-day things that have to be done. But, I know I can count on you to get the job done. I just want to caution you: now that we're this close, we can't get careless! There's too much at stake. Right?"
"Right!" They roared back.
Jason beamed. "Now I know you all want to celebrate Orrie's return tonight. And our triumph! And we will! We'll celebrate in the biggest way possible! But we still have a lot of work left to do, so let's get it done just as fast as we can, and at midnight tonight, we'll gather together for the biggest damn Revelation we've ever had!"
Oh, my dear God in Heaven. Revelationists.
With three tame worms.
10
Valerie
"A gentleman is one who doesn't demand a lady prove that she is."
-SOLOMON SHORT
"This will be your room," they said. It was an ordinary motel room except for two things. There was no terminal. There was no Bible.
They apologized for not letting me participate in the revelation. "It wouldn't be appropriate." And then they left me alone.
I wondered if they had locked me in. Probably not. I was a guest, remember?
I opened the door.
A big fat worm sat there like a gigantic crimson meat loaf. It opened one of its eyes and stared at me. "Prowrt?" it asked. "Uh, just checking. Sorry. Go back to sleep. " I backed into the room and closed the door. "Jeezis, who needs locks?"
So that answered that.
I took a shower. At least they hadn't forsworn the pleasures of hot water. I stood under the steaming spray and let it run down through my hair, down my face, down my shoulders. I stood there and let the sobs well up in my throat. The fear choked at my heart. How could I keep my guard up in an environment like this when everybody around me was continually trying to seduce me into relaxing? This was insidious.
I could only admire the beauty of it.
There was no defense. They would be so nice to me that I wouldn't be able to work up even a good sulk without feeling like an ungrateful bastard.
And one day I would get tired of greeting joy with hostility, just tired enough to let my guard down just a tiny bit, that's all it would take-and then they'd have me. I could already imagine how it was going to happen. . . .
"No, goddammit! No!" I pounded on the tile walls of the shower. "No! No! No! No!"
And when the rage had passed, I stood there and let the water run off of me again. My silent tears washed down the drain. When the water went cold, I turned it off and stood there dripping Dammit. There had to be a way out! Somehow. No. I had to stop.
I was driving myself crazy with this. I stepped out of the shower, slowly toweled myself dry, and padded off to bed.
She couldn't have been more than sixteen. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed waiting for me. She wasn't wearing any clothes. She had small pretty breasts. Very tan. Her nipples were large and dark. She had long brown hair and soft gray eyes. She looked friendly.
"Uh-" I lowered the towel strategically. "Hi?"
"Hi," she said back.
"Um . . . am I in the wrong room or you?"
"No, this is the right room. I'm here to sleep with you."
I scratched my nose. I looked at the floor. I looked at the door. I looked back at her. "Uh, there's something I'm missing, right?"
"I don't think so. Lift that towel and I'll have another look."
"Uh, that's not what I meant. Why are you here?"
She got under the covers then and slid over in the bed to make room for me. She turned back the blanket so I could get in. I didn't move from where I stood. She said, "You're going to get cold standing there."
"I'm already cold. Uh, listen-I don't know what your name is..."
"Valerie." She stroked her hair down over her breasts. It was very distracting.
"Valerie. Well, listen, Valerie, I don't need anyone to sleep with, thank you. I appreciate the thought, but you can go."
"Would you prefer a boy?"
"No, I would not prefer a boy, thank you."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Billy thinks you're cute, I could call him-"
"I'm not ashamed. And you can thank Billy for me in the morning. I just want to sleep alone."
"Oh, I'm sorry. You can't."
"I can't?"
"Well . . ." she looked apologetic, "no."
"Why not?"
"Because Jason says so."
"Jason says so."
"Yes."
"I see." I stood there indecisively. I was shivering.
"Will you get in bed please?"