How to Cheat the Reaper ::

How to Cheat the ReaperGeorge Brams shivered, despite the tenderness of his new car. But George never felt completely warm these geezerhood - eighty years had taken their toll on his body, and his tissue-thin flesh provided no barrier against the malevolence of a chilly December night.While locked into familiar routine of driving country lanes, Georges mind drifted back to the levelts of the previous day, and even of the past year. Just when he thought he could safely suck in that his experienced body held no more unpleasant surprises for him, such as his cancer scare a few years ago, strange things had begun to happen.First, at that place were the voices. They had started approximately two years ago. At first, he had assumed that an worm had become trapped in his ear, yet he quickly completed that there was not an insect in existence that made this cast of unearthly noise. They seemed to whisper to him from a great distance, yet they sounded remarkably rigorous to his ear. He couldnt quite make out what the voices said, although he had strained his namby-pamby ears in the hope of recognizing a stray word. But the voices seemed to slither done the air, continually changing, yet always present. George even thought he recognise some of the voices - of late, they had seemed to increase in volume and urgency, which let the voices spark a fleeting recognition 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 chastise as he was pulled from his memories by a cat jumping into his cars path, its smell saved only by Georges still impressively quick reaction.after a few minutes the adrenaline began to leak from Georges blood and his breathe slowed. Again the hypnotic nature of the cats eyes studded along the smutty road drew George into his memories. He remembered what had happened after he had seen the doctor about the voices - the n ightmares. 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 married woman would wake him before the nightmare reached its surreal and horrifying conclusion, but directly Rose was gone.