Odd Thomas Page #4

I'm sure you're right.

You always are.

But he was long gone.

Didn't leave a single print.

Even the chalices were spotless.

Weird, huh?

I'll give my psychic magnetism a try

to see if I can find him again.

Take Stormy home first.

- Like hell he will!

- I heard that.

He heard that.

Chief, you know

I love Oddie desperately...

so madly I would cut off my hand if

that made any sense as proof of love.

And now I find out

there's a guy trying to kill him.

No one was trying

to kill me, Stormy.

What, you think

he was hitting on you?

You know, this is the craziest

conversation I've ever had.

Odd you're a fountain

of crazy conversations.

A geyser.

Time feels like

a powerfuI black wave...

that wishes to crash down

and engulf us.

I must run faster.

BOWLING:

Why did I drive here?

Green Moon BOWLING

Oh, my God.

Oddie, your nightmare...

the slaughter of the bowling alley

people, is it happening here tonight?

- Now?

- No.

No, no, I checked this place.

The employees here wear green

and gold shirts.

- So?

- So, in my dreams,

the victims wear red-and-black shirts

with little black nbowling balls on em.

And I don't see

Fungus Bob's car anywhere.

You think the slaughter of

the bowling alley people

and Fungus Bob are connected?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I know they are.

GREEN MOON BOWLING

They got new uniforms.

Don't you dare.

Oh, Wyatt.

You said that whatever was gonna

happen wouldn't happen untiI tomorrow.

- Yes, sir, but you see-

- I still got an hour.

I know, sir.

I just want to keep you up to date.

I think there's a good chance that

Bob Robertson might

come to Green Moon Alley...

to do a little more

than just hook some balls.

Maybe you wanna send a guy out here

to, you know, keep an eye out?

Any of those bodarch things around?

Bodachs. No, sir,

but they will show up when he does.

Yeah-yeah. All right.

I'll send a guy right over.

Something doesn't feel right.

Something's wrong.

Are you nuts?

Everything's wrong.

There's going to be a massacre...

and I'll bet you

it's going to happen here.

No, all we know is it's

the same uniforms,

so it's the same

group of people getting killed.

But tomorrow,

any of them could be anywhere.

God, I'm missing something.

I'm missing a piece of the puzzle.

I need to see Viola.

Evening!

- Odd Thomas, right?

- Yeah.

Miss Lewellyn.

The chief sent me.

So you know this guy, right?

I've seen him a couple times today

but no, I don't know him.

Yeah, chief says,

If you see him reach for his pocket

he's probably not going

for a breath mint.

- Wise words from a wise man.

- Yeah.

So what exactly makes this guy

so suspicious and dangerous?

He came into the grill

for lunch today.

That's it? You served him lunch?

- He was weird.

- How weird?

He had weird friends.

- He has friends?

- Weird ones.

How weird?

Very weird.

And a couple hours ago,

he got very aggressive with me.

Wait. A couple hours ago,

this guy, Bob Robertson

got aggressive with you?

Look, the creep made a pass at me

and Odd told him to back off...

and the creep got,

you know, creepy.

Creepy.

Hey, Simon, I've been dying

to know what this tattoo means.

- Do you mind?

- POD

Well, Stormy...

when I was a teenager,

I was a mess.

If it wasn't for the police

academy and the good Lord

Let's just say this tattoo

is a crude obscenity...

that I'd rather not

say the meaning of.

Well, what a gentleman you are.

Nighty-night, Simon.

Night.

You manipulate me like that?

Good heavens odd one,

I manipulate you every day.

- You do?

- Yes.

Gently, of course, and with great

affection and you always like it.

Oh, I do?

You are so adorable.

- I'm not adorable.

- Oh, please.

Puppies, puppies,

little puppies, are adorable.

You and puppies,

totally adorable.

I had a feeling

I'd see you tonight.

- It's about my dream, isn't it?

- You said you were shot.

My skull was all whacked,

my eyeball swollen.

You know dreams have nothing

to do with the reaI future, Vi.

We've already been over that

territory, but here you are.

Where are you in your dream?

No place.

A dream place. Fuzzy.

Are you planning on going bowling?

Bowling? Did you hit your head?

What are your plans tomorrow?

Levanna's birthday is Sunday,

but tips are real good on a Sunday

so I was gonna work it and celebrate

her birthday tomorrow instead.

A lot of people died in that

dream of yours, huh Odd?

Yeah, they did.

Your dreams ever come true?

Sometimes.

I thought so.

Close your eyes, Vi.

In your dream what do you see?

- What do you hear?

- All right.

I'm running.

There's suddenly lots of

flashing lights with...

old-fashioned kiddie music.

And then I hear a big crowd,

a roaring one.

Like in a big football stadium.

And then there's the sound

of water, gushing water.

How do you die?

It's like someone hit me with

a baseball bat, quick, like twice.

I scream and

fall to my hands and knees.

My hands slip, slippery.

What are you slipping on?

Oh, God. Blood.

There's blood everywhere.

What's under the blood,

under your hands?

A floor, grass, concrete?

I'm staring at the dead man.

Do you know him?

Do you recognize him?

Oh, dear Lord, Odd.

So many dead bodies.

Odd, you have to stop

this from happening.

Oh, Odd, is there any hope

this could pass?

If you listen to Oddie,

you'll be just fine.

No.

Fate is not a straight road.

There are many forks in it.

You have the free will to choose

which one you take, but...

sometimes it will bend around...

and bring you straight back

to that same stubborn fate.

I just wanna check on the girls.

They're so beautiful, Viola.

And they're such good girls.

They're lucky to have you.

That's what everyone says.

Odd?

- Anything wrong?

- No.

No, no, no. I just wanted

to make sure the girls were safe.

And with the bars on the windows

I taught them how to work

the emergency release myself.

Well, looks like everything's

a- okay in here.

Step one, do not stay here.

I'll go to my grandma's.

Don't tell your grandma

you're coming.

Don't tell the girls

where you're going.

I don't want you overheard.

- By who?

- By anyone.

Or anything. Just go with it.

Step two is don't go bowling if

for some reason you get the itch.

I can't believe we're leaving

those horrid things...

hovering around those sweet girls.

They won't hurt em.

They just want to smell em

before they die.

God.

Look, Stormy, there's nothing

I can do about bodachs, okay?

And right now

I wouldn't even if I could.

I need em to help me see the danger

coming so I can maybe prevent it.

And when they eventually find out

that you can see them?

Oddie, will you ever leave here?

Well, I sure hope I don't end up like

Tom Jedd hanging out at Tire World.

I meant while you're alive.

Hey. Hey, Stormy.

Hey, hey. Look, look.

Look, Stormy,

if you want us to go, I'll go.

It's not that. It's-

I am just so scared for you, Oddie.

So scared, ever since

I saw that creep Fungus Bob.

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