bl.necroscope2-第49章

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rig。　〃So　then；〃　I　panted；　〃you　are　aware　of　the　change　taken　place　in　you。　Of　course；　for　if　it's　plain　to　me　it　must　be　plainer　still　to　you。　Very　well；　but　tell　me：　why　then　am　I　the　same　as　before？　I　feel　no　different。　Surely　no　great　change　is　wrought　in　me？〃
　Ehrig；　rubbing　his　throat；　came　easily　to　his　feet。　He　had　great　bruises　on　his　neck　from　the　chains；　other　than　this　it　seemed　he　suffered　no　ill　effects　from　my　manhandling；　his　eyes　burned　as　before　and　his　voice　was　doleful　as　ever。　〃As　you　say；〃　he　said；　〃the　change　in　me　has　been　wrought；　as　iron　is　wrought　in　the　furnace。　The　Ferenczy's　flesh　has　taken　hold　of　me　and　bent　me　to　its　will；　as　iron　bends　in　the　fire's　heat。　But　with　you　it　is　different；　more　subtle。　The　vampire's　seed　grows　within　you。　It　grafts　itself　to　your　mind；　your　heart；　your　very　blood。　You　are　like　two　creatures　in　one　skin；　but　slowly　you　will　meld；　fuse　into　one。〃
　This　is　what　Faethor　had　told　me。　I　sagged　against　the　damp　wall。　〃Then　my　destiny　is　no　longer　my　own；〃　I　groaned。

　〃But　it　is；　Thibor；　it　is！〃　Ehrig　was　eager　now。　〃Why；　now　that　death　no　longer　holds　any　terrors；　you　can　live　forever！　You　have　the　chance　to　grow　more　powerful　than　any　man　before　you！　And　what　is　that　for　destiny？〃
　I　shook　my　head。　〃Powerful？　In　thrall　to　the　Ferenczy？　Surely　you　mean　powerless！　For　if　I'm　to　be　his　man；　then　how　may　I　be　my　own？　No；　that　shall　not　be　the　way　of　it。　While　yet　I　have　my　will；　I　shall　find　a　way。〃　I　prodded　my　chest　and　grimaced。　〃How　long　before。。。　before　this　thing　within　mands　me？　How　much　time　do　I　have　before　the　guest　overpowers　the　host？〃
　Slowly；　sadly　I　thought；　he　shook　his　head。　〃You　insist　on　making　difficulties；〃　he　said。　〃The　Ferenczy　told　me　it　would　be　so。　Because　you　are　wild　and　wilful；　he　said。　You　will　be　your　own　man；　Thibor！　It　shall　be　like　this：　that　the　thing　within　cannot　exist　without　you；　nor　you　without　it。　But　where　before　you　were　merely　a　man；　with　a　man's　frailties　and　puny　passions；　now　you　shall　be　…〃
　〃Hold！〃　I　told　him；　my　memory　suddenly　whispering　monstrous　things　in　my　mind。　〃He　told　me。。。　he　said　that　he　was　sexless！　He　said：　〃The　Wamphyri　have　no　sex　as　such。〃　And　you　talk　to　me　of　my　〃puny　passions？〃'
　〃As　one　of　the　Wamphyri；〃　Ehrig　patiently　insisted；　as　doubtless　the　Ferenczy　had　ordered　him　to　insist；　〃you　will　have　the　sex　of　the　host。　And　you　are　that　host！　You　will　also　have　your　lust；　your　great　strength　and　cunning…all　of　your　passions…but　magnified　many　times　over！　Picture　yourself　pitting　your　wits　against　your　enemies；　or　boundlessly　strong　in　battle；　or　utterly　untiring　in　bed！〃
　My　emotions　raged　within　me。　Ah！　But　could　I　be　sure　they　were　mine？　Entirely　mine？　〃But…it…will…not…be…me！〃　Emphasising　each　word；　I　slammed　my　balled　fist　again　and　again　into　the　stone　wall；　until　blood　flowed　freely　from　my　riven　knuckles。
　〃But　it　will　be　you；〃　he　repeated；　drawing　near；　staring　at　my　bloodied　hand　and　licking　his　lips。　〃Aye；　hot　blood　and　all。　The　vampire　in　you　will　heal　that　in　a　very　little　while。　But；　until　then；　let　me　tend　to　it。〃　He　took　my　hand　and　tried　to　lick　the　salt　blood。
　I　hurled　him　away。　〃Keep　your　vampire's　tongue　to　yourself！〃　I　cried。
　And　with　a　sudden　thrill　of　horror；　perhaps　for　the　first　time；　I　began　to　truly　understand　what　he　had　bee。　And　what　I　was　being。　For　I　had　seen　that　look　of　entirely　unnatural　lust　on　his　face；　and　I　had　suddenly　remembered　that　once　there　were　three　of　us。　。
　I　looked　all　around　the　dungeon；　into　all　of　the　corners　and　cobwebbed　shadows；　and　my　changeling　eyes　penetrated　even　the　darkest　gloom。！　looked　everywhere　and　failed　to　discover　what　I　sought。　Then　I　turned　back　to　Ehrig。　He　saw　my　expression；　began　to　back　away　from　me。　〃Ehrig；〃　I　said；　following；　closing　with　him。　〃Now　tell　me；　pray…what　has　bee　of　the　poor　mutilated　body　of　Vasily？　Where；　pray；　is　the　corpse　of　our　former　colleague；　the　slender；　ever　aggressive。。。　Vasily？〃
　In　a　corner；　Ehrig　had　tripped　on　something。　He　stumbled；　fell…amidst　a　small　pile　of　bones　flensed　almost　white。　Human　bones。
　After　long　moments　I　found　voice。　〃Vasily？〃
　Ehrig　nodded；　shrank　back　from　me；　scuttling　like　a　crab　on　the　floor。　〃The　Ferenczy；　he。。。　he　has　not　fed　us！〃　he　pleaded。
　I　let　my　head　slump；　turned　away　in　disgust。　Ehrig　scrambled　to　his　feet；　carefully　approached。　〃Keep　well　away；〃　I　warned　him；　my　voice　low　and　filled　with　loathing。　〃Why　did　you　not　break　the　bones；　for　their　marrow？〃
　〃Ah；　no！〃　said　Ehrig；　as　if　explaining　to　a　child。　〃The　Ferenczy　told　me　to　leave　Vasily's　bones　for。。。　for　the　burrower　in　the　earth；　that　which　took　shape　in　old　Arvos　and　consumed　him。　It　will　e　for　them　when　all　is　quiet。　When　we　are　asleep。　。
　〃Sleep？〃　I　barked；　turning　on　him。　〃You　think　I'll　sleep？　Here？　With　you　in　the　same　cell？〃
　He　turned　away；　shoulders　slumping。　〃Ah；　you　are　the　proud　one；　Thibor。　As　I　was　proud。　It　goes　before　a　fall；　they　say。　Your　time　is　still　to　e。　As　for　me；　I　will　not　harm　you。　Even　if　I　dared；　if　my　hunger　was　such　that　but　I　would　not　dare。　The　Ferenczy　would　cut　me　into　small　pieces　and　burn　each　one　with　fire。　That　is　his　threat。　Anyway；　I　love　you　as　a　brother。〃
　〃As　you　loved　Vasily？〃　I　scowled　at　him　where　he　gazed　at　me　over　his　hunched　shoulder。　He　had　no　answer。
　〃Leave　me　in　peace；〃　I　growled　then。　〃I　have　much　to　think　about。〃
　I　went　to　one　corner；　Ehrig　to　another。　There　we　sat　in　silence。
　Hours　passed。　Finally　I　did　sleep。　In　my　dreams…for　the　most　part　unremembered；　perhaps　mercifully…I　seemed　to　hear　strange　slitherings；　and　sucking　sounds。　Also　a　period　of　brittle　crunching。
　When　I　awakened；　Vasily's　bones　had　disappeared。
　
　
　Chapter　Nine
　The　voice　of　the　extinct　vampire　faded　in　Harry　Keogh's　incorporeal　mind。　For　long　moments　nothing　further　was　said；　and　they　were　empty　seconds　which　Harry　couldn't　really　afford。　At　any　moment　he　could　find　himself　recalled　by　his　infant　son；　back　through　the　maze　of　the　M？bius　continuum　to　the　garret　flat　in　Hartlepool。　But　if　Harry's　time　was　important；　so　too　was　the　rest　of　mankind's。
　〃I　begin　to　feel　sorry　for　you；　Thibor；〃　he　said；　his　life…force　burning　blue　as　a　neon　firefly　in　the　dark　glade　under　the　trees。　〃I　can　see　how　you　fought　against　it；　how　you　did　not　want　to　bee　what　you　eventually　became。〃
　Eventually？　the　old　Thing　in　the　ground　spoke　up　at　last。　No　eventually　about　it；　Harry…I　had　bee！　From　the　moment　Faethor's　seed　embraced　my　body；　my　brain；　I　was　doomed。　For　from　that　moment　it　was　growing　in　me；　and　growing　quickly。　First　its　effect　became　apparent　in　my　emotions；　my　passions。　I　say　〃apparent〃；　but　scarcely　so　to　me。　Can　you　feel　your　body　healing　after　a　cut　or　a　blow？　Are　you　aware　of　your　hair　or　fingernails　growing？　Does　a　man　who　gradually　bees　insane　know　that　he　is　going　mad？
　Suddenly；　as　the　voice　of　the　vampire　faded　again；　there　came　a　rising　babble　in　Harry's　mind。　A　cry　of　frustration；　of　fury！　He　had　expected　it　sooner　or　later；　for　he　knew　that　Thibor　Ferenczy　was　not　alone　here　in　the　dark　cruciform　hills。　And　now　a　new　voice　formed　words　in　the　necroscope's　consciousness；　a　voice　he　recognised　of　old。
　
　You　old　liar！　You　old　devil！　cried　the　inflamed　spark；　the　enraged　spirit　of　Boris　Dragosani。　Ah！　And　how　is　this　for　irony？　Not　enough　that　I　am　dead；　but　to　have　for　panion　in　my　grave　that　one　creature　I　loathed　above　all　others！　And　worse；　to　know　that　my　greatest　enemy　in　life…the　man　who　killed　me…is　now　the　only　living　man　who　can　ever　reach　me　in　death！　Ha；　ha！　And　to　be　here；　knowing　once　more　the　voices　of　these　two…the　one　demanding；　the　other　wheedling；　beguiling；　seeking　to　lie　as　always…and　knowing　the　futility　of　it　all；　but　yet　yearning；　burning　to　be。。。　involved！　Oh；　God；　if　ever　there　were　a　God；　won't…somebody…speak…to　…meeeee？！
　Pay　no　attention；　said　Thibor　at　once。　He　raves。　For；　as　you　well　know；　Harry；　since　you　were　instrumental；　when　he　killed　me　he　killed　himself。　The　thought　is　enough　to　unhinge　anyone；　and　poor　Boris　was　half…mad　to　begin　with　。
　I　was　made　mad！　Dragosani　howled。　By　a　filthy；　lying；　loathsome　leech　of　a　thing　in　the　ground！　Do　you　know　what　he　did　to　me；　Harry　Keogh？
　〃I　know　of