Delayed Consequences, Part Iv

...“De people of de modern world tink dat no rules apply to dem, dat dey’re too advance for such tings, dat dey will face no consequence. “But dere’s always a price to pay, nothing in dis world can come free, dere’s sixty million baby souls who are rising up, and are angry.” Alex fought to breathe at the words, part of him still claimed this was mad, he said, “If I believe your words, how do we prevent something bad?” The old man’s face frowned where he sat, he shook his head side-to-side, “When de spirits seek deir vengeance, it is rare dat dey’re ever denied. “I’d tell dese women dey should pray, ask God to tell dese babes their regret, only His power can stop dis, but most will not hear dis just yet. “I wish I could tell you good news, but da pride always leads to a fall, dese rules were not just suggestions, now I fear it will claim dem all…” The old man looked down in his cup, Alex didn’t know what to ask, but then a thought occurred to him and he leapt up to his feet fast. He remembered an old story that his mother told him one time, about wild days in college, and a baby she chose to decline. His frantic eyes met the old man who seemed to know just what he feared, “It’s to give you a chance to save her… dat’s why da Big Man send you here.” Alex tore out of the cabin, saw his friend there on the air boat, cried, “Billy, turn the motor on! There’s no time now, we’ve got to go!”