jak.themothmanprophecies-第51节
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ections and at 5 P。M。 the bridge was laden with slow…moving lines of cars and trucks in both directions。 The light on the Point Pleasant side had always been recalcitrant； remaining red for so long that many regular bridge users had learned to ignore it。 Running the light …was a mon practice。
Frank Wamsley； a twenty…eight…year…old truck driver； was on his way home to Point Pleasant； riding in a gravel； truck with a friend。 They found the traffic backed up on the Ohio side。 It was to be a black day for the Wamsley family。
On the West Virginia side； Frank's cousin Barbara and her husband； Paul Hayman； were starting across the bridge in their 1955 Pontiac。 And his uncle； Marvin Wamsley； was also on the bridge with two friends in a 1956 Ford convertible。
Bill Needham； twenty…seven； of Ashboro； North Carolina； was muttering under his breath because he had been caught in the 5 o'clock rush hour。 He inched his loaded tractor…trailer forward in a low gear。 His partner； R。 E。 Towe； sat beside him in patient silence。
〃The old bridge is sure bouncing around today；〃 Howard Boggs； twenty…four； mented to his wife； Marjorie； nineteen。 She was holding their eighteen…month…old daughter； Christie。 There were several small children On the bridge； riding with their Christmas…shopping mothers。
〃The bridge was shaking； but then it always shook；〃 William Edmondson； thirty…eight； of King； North Carolina； said later。 His partner； Harold Cundiff； was sound asleep in their tractor…trailer。
The traffic jam worsened。 The streams of cars and trucks ground to a halt。 The old bridge shuddered and squirmed under the weight。
Frank Wamsley spotted his cousin Barbara and her husband and waved to them。 Just ahead； he saw Marvin and his two friends。 Suddenly the whole bridge convulsed。
The time was 5：04 P。M。
Steel screamed。 The seven…hundred…foot suspension bridge twisted and the main span split from its moorings at either end。 Electric cables strung across the bridge snapped in a blaze of sparks。 Fifty vehicles crashed into the black waters of the Ohio； tons of steel smashing down on top of them。
〃It sounded like someone moving furniture upstairs； and then the lights went out；〃 State Trooper R。 E。 O'Dell said。 He was in an insurance office a block from the bridge。 〃When the lights went out； I guess they really just flickered for a minute； I knew something was wrong。 I thought maybe it was a wreck； so I ran outside。〃
Mrs。 Mary Hyre was in a drugstore on the Main Street； waiting for the traffic to ease so she could cross the bridge and pick up the daily notes from the Gallipolis Hospital。
〃There was a sound like a jet plane or a plane going through the sound barrier；〃 she said afterward。 〃A rumbling roar that hurt your eardrums。 Then the lights flickered。 My first thought was that something had blown up。 I thought； 'My God； John was right！ Something is exploding！〃 I ran outside and someone yelled； The bridge went down！'〃
A Christmas tree salesman in Kanauga； H。L。 Whobrey； dropped the tree he was holding。 〃The bridge just keeled over； starting slowly on the Ohio side； then following like a deck of cards to the West Virginia side。 It was fantastic。 There was a big flash and a puff of smoke when the last of the bridge caved in； I guess the power line snapped。
〃I saw three or four people swimming around in the water screaming。 I couldn't do anything。 I just stood there and watched。 Then I saw a City Ice and Fuel boat e and pick them up。〃
Frank Wamsley saw the bridge in front of him tilt sharply and suddenly there was water all around him。 〃I went all the way to the bottom with the truck。 For a minute I didn't think I was going to get out。 Finally I got out and came to the surface and I caught hold of something and held on and was soon picked up。〃 When a boat pulled alongside he found he could not move his legs and had to be helped aboard。 His back was fractured。
Howard Boggs found himself on the bottom of the river； outside his car。 〃I don't know how I got out of the car； or how I got to the surface。 But all at once I was on top and caught hold of something； like a big cotton ball。〃
His wife and child didn't make it。
Bill Needham's truck also sank to the bottom but he somehow managed to force a window and reach the surface。
〃You could see and hear people screaming for help；〃 Mary Hyre described the scene。 〃I saw a tractor…trailer that floated a little before it sank； and a car and merchandise floating on the water。 People on the West Virginia side of the river were so upset they could hardly realize what was going on。
〃You could hear people saying； 'This can't be true 。。。 you read about things like this in the papers； but it can't be happening here 。。。'〃
Like Howard Boggs； William Edmundson suddenly found himself on the surface of the water； clinging to a truck seat。 He had no idea how he'd escaped from his vehicle。 His partner didn't surface。
〃When I got there I could see this truck floating in the water；〃 Trooper O'Dell explained。 〃There was a fellow hanging on the side of it。 Then they sank。 I don't know if he got out。〃
People came running from all directions； silent；… ashen…faced； knowing their friends and relatives could be out there in the icy water now covered with debris and soggy； gaily wrapped Christmas packages。 Boats of all kinds crisscrossed the river picking up survivors。
On both sides of the river people who had been waiting in the lines to drive over the bridge were crying。 Some had to be treated for shock。
Night was closing in quickly。 Boats with searchlights turned their beams onto the bridge and the surrounding water。 A horrible silence fell over Point Pleasant。 Sheriff Johnson's tall； spare figure stood on the water's edge。
〃Put out a general call for rescue units；〃 he told a deputy softly。 〃And get everyone here。 Block all the roads。 Don't let anyone but rescue units into town。〃
Mary Hyre pulled her coat around her pudgy frame and walked slowly to her office； tears running down her face； her years of experience overriding her emotions。 She pushed open the door and walked to her phones。 They were dead。 She switched on the Teletype machine and started to peck away with two fingers。
〃At 5；：04 P。M。 this afternoon 。。。〃
Sirens wailed outside and the crowds grew。 A girl was screaming hysterically in front of the office。 〃I almost got killed 。。。 I could have been on there 。。。 all those people dead。。。 I could have been killed。〃
II
Two miles north of the bridge； Mrs。 Jackie Lilly was in a grocery store waiting for her teen…aged children。 They were planning to go bowling in the alleys on the other side of the river that night。 Her husband； Jim； was away； working on his boat。
At 5：20 Gary and Johnny Lilly rushed breathlessly into the store。
〃The bridge just fell in the river；〃 Johnny declared。
〃That's not very funny；〃 his mother replied。
〃It's true。 The old bridge just collapsed；〃 Gary said grimly。 〃And it was full of cars。〃
Johnny； who was married； drove them home to their little house on Camp Conley Road。 Mrs。 Lilly headed for a phone。 It was dead。 As Johnny drove off； dashing back to〃 Point Pleasant to be with his wife； Gary； eighteen； turned on the television set and searched for a news program。
A few minutes later Gary glanced out of the picture window in the living room and gasped。
〃There's something out there！〃 he exclaimed。
Mrs。 Lilly looked out and saw a flashing red light disappearing over the trees。
〃Do you think those things are back？〃 Gary asked。
〃It was probably an airplane；〃 she answered。 But she turned off the lights in the living room so they could see 。better into the darkness outside。
A few minutes later a second light appeared； moving in the same direction as the first。 It was one of those glaringly bright prismatic lights so familiar to the residents of Camp Conley …Road。 They went outside to watch it。
〃It wasn't an airplane；〃 Mrs。 Lilly assured me later。 〃It was one of those things； bobbing up and down like they do。 There wasn't any sound。〃
For the next hour； Mrs。 Lilly； Gary； and daughter Linda divided their attention between the TV set and the eerie aerial activity outside。 〃We counted twelve of them；〃 Mrs。 Lilly reported。 〃Most of them were just above the treetops。 They seemed to be ing down from up around the TNT area and moved south toward the town。〃
The hundreds of people milling around the streets of Point Pleasant did not see anything in the skies that night； however。 Perhaps the objects followed their old route； dipping into the ravine behind North Park and cutting eastward to the hills。
〃I was getting scared；〃 Mrs。 Lilly recalled。 〃We'd never seen so many of these things in one night。 I kept trying the phone； wanting to get somebody to drive out and pick us up and take us out of there。〃
Finally around 9 P。M。 she got a dial tone and w
