I Kill Monsters: Fury (Book 1)

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I Kill Monsters: Fury
copyright © 2014

by Tony Monchinski

All Rights Reserved.

Cover art by RavenKult: George Cotronis

This
book
is
a
work
of
fiction
.
People
,
places
,
events
,
and
situations
are
the
product
of
the
author’s
imagination
.
Any
resemblance
to
actual
persons
,
living
or
dead
,
or
historical
events
,
is
purely
coincidental
.

No
part
of
this
book
may
be
reproduced
,
stored
in
a
retrieval
system
,
or
transmitted
by
any
means
without
the
written
permission
of
the
author
and
publisher
.

For my uncle, Raymond Joseph Lynch

“…don’t imagine that everything you know is
everything there is to know”

– Emmanuela

Table of Contents

*

Wednesday 26 August 1998

1. 4:25 A.M.

2. 5:03 A.M.

3. 5:04 A.M.

4. 5:05 A.M.

5. 5:08 A.M.

6. 5:10 A.M.

7. 5:19 A.M.

8. 6:03 A.M.

9. 6:25 A.M.

10. 7:15 A.M.

11. 7:50 A.M.

12. 9:15 A.M.

13. 10:01 A.M.

14. 10:12 A.M.

15. 10:20 A.M.

16. 10:45 A.M.

17. 11:59 A.M.

18. 1:30 P.M.

19. 2:45 P.M.

20. 3:07 P.M.

21. 5:20 P.M.

22. 9:25 P.M.

23. 10:15 P.M.

24. 10:23 P.M.

Thursday 27 August 1998

25. 2:45 A.M.

26. 2:51 A.M.

27. 2:55 A.M.

28. 2:56 A.M.

29. 3:10 A.M.

30. 3:47 A.M.

31. 4:12 A.M.

32. 12:15 P.M.

33. 3:12 P.M.

34. 5:45 P.M.

35. 7:00 P.M.

36. 10:45 P.M.

37. 11:34 P.M.

38. 11:51 P.M.

Friday 28 August 1998

39. 12:47 A.M.

40. 1:01 A.M.

41. 1:05 A.M.

42. 1:12 A.M.

43. 1:15 A.M.

44. 1:22 A.M.

45. 1:27 A.M.

46. 1:35 A.M.

47. 2:10 A.M.

48. 2:30 A.M.

49. 4:51 A.M.

The Master’s Tale

Time Indeterminate

Tuesday 8 September 1998

51. 5:12 P.M.

Wednesday 9 September 1998

52. 7:34 P.M.

53. 7:45 P.M.

54. 8:15 P.M.

Thursday 9 September 1998

55. 7:05 A.M.

About the Author

So
then
,
you
are
he
,
the
one
my
people
whisper
of
with
dread
and
loathing
.
You
laid
low
here
before
me
…
Forgive
me
,
if
you
would
,
my
merriment
.
If
only
you
had
known
how
my
people
feared
you
.
They
spoke
your
name
like
a
terrible
secret
,
and
now
…
to
see
you
here
,
like
this
…

…
Oh
,
how
the
mighty
have
fallen
…
but
they
always
do
,
do
they
not
?

…
I
implore
you
,
do
not
die
before
the
sun
sets
…
grasp
you
stomach
and
hold
its
contents
within
…
a
terrible
wound
,
indeed
,
but
when
I
think
of
the
devastation
you
and
your
‘
friends’
have
inflicted
on
my
own
kind
…
well
,
let
us
sit
here
and
talk
and
contemplate
finitude
together
,
yes
?

…
you
and
I
are
separated
by
more
than
this
mote
of
sunlight
…
it
is
true
what
the
legend
holds
,
that
my
kind
cannot
venture
forth
in
the
light
of
day
…
but
,
if
what
you
call
‘
immortality’
has
granted
me
one
insight
,
it
is
this
—
that
though
the
day
is
long
,
the
day
must
pass
,
as
inevitably
it
shall
,
as
invariably
all
do
,
and
with
its
passage
comes
the
night
…
always
the
night
…
the
glorious
,
damned
night
.
And
then
I
will
up
and
cross
this
space
between
us
,
and
I
will
introduce
myself
in
—
how
shall
I
say
?—
a
more
proper
fashion
,
one
appropriate
to
our
situation
.…

…
you’ve
lost
a
great
deal
of
blood
,
and
yet
,
you
refuse
to
die
.
Your
obstinacy
is
admirable
--
and
yet
,
by
your
willfulness
you
arrived
here
,
did
you
not
?

…
another
thing
this
‘
life’
has
taught
me
,
there
is
that
which
is
worse
than
non
-
existence
…
you
knew
you
were
walking
into
a
trap
,
and
yet
you
came
…
and
here
you
are
…
which
means
you
possess
an
over
-
inflated
sense
of
self
potency
.
Are
you
truly
that
headstrong
,
that
rash
?