The Book of Blood Volume 2 New Murder in the Rue Morgue Part 4

The Book of Blood Volume 2 New Murder in the Rue Morgue Part 4

“You mean the Rue Morgue story?” “You were so proud of that, weren’t you? All those silly lies. None of it was true.” “Yes it was.” “No. It never was, Lewis: it was a story, that’s all. Dupin, the Rue Morgue, the murders. . .” His voice trailed away, as though the next words were unsayable. “The ape.” Those were the words: the apparently unspeakable was spoken as though each syllable had been cut from his throat. “The ape.” “What about the ape?” “There are beasts, Lewis. Some of them are pitiful; circus animals. They have no brains; they are born victims. Then there are others.” “What others?” “Natalie was a whore!” he screamed again, his eyes big as saucers. He took hold of Lewis’ lapels, and began to shake him. Everybody else in the little room turned to look at the two old men as they wrestled over the table. Convicts and their sweethearts grinned as Phillipe was dragged off his friend, his words descending into incoherence and obscenity as he thrashed in the warder’s grip. “Whore! Whore! Whor…