Page 42 of Monsters' Touch


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You didn’t tell me there’d be teleporting!

My apologies. I’ve never had to explain this to a human before, so you’ll forgive me if I—

I’m not mad, Barb! I’m thrilled! I get to teleport like some future sci-fi, space opera show!

I chuckle lightly at my misinterpretation.Do you like future sci-fi, space opera shows?

Lily pauses.Maybe? I don’t know. I don’t really know what I like, but I definitely know I like teleporting.

Noted,I say with a laugh and direct our gaze to the old woman’s sternum.See anything?

This time, Lily answers much quicker.

Yeah! It’s faint. But there’s a dull reddish brown glow. It’s very small though, Barb.

That’s to be expected. She’s lived a good, long life.

So, there’s a correlation to how old a person is and how much energy a soul has?

Yes. But also, not exactly. It’s complicated.

Look! It’s happening!

Lily is right. She notices the beginning stages of death, even before I do.You are remarkably good at this.

Thank you.

As before, the woman’s body stops just as her soul energy passes through her chest wall. I can’t tell if Lily tries to avert her eyes this time as I consume it, but she doesn’t say anything about it.

We go on like this for five more hours. Sliding from hospital to hospital up and down the coast. Lily only stops long enough to eat, begrudgingly, after I explain I can’t use a malnourished body.

You’ve done very well, Lily.She thrives on compliments, flooding me with warm, tingling emotions every time I do so.

Thank you,she says as I release my hold on her body so she can eat.

I chose to take her back to her domicile to prepare her own food, which she does quickly and without any wasted effort.

You know what I like about this head conversation thing?

No. Tell me.

I can talk and eat at the same time. It’s extremely efficient.

I chuckle.

You know, I really like hearing you laugh in my head. I like making you laugh, Barb.

I have no idea what to say to that.

I change the subject.I’ve expended all my energy for the day. I must go back to my plane and rest.

Sadness, as clear and easy to detect as words on a page, wafts from Lily like mist after a storm.I’ll be back to make the introductions, though. I understand it’s probably very difficult to meet a new demon residing in your head.

She takes an unsettling amount of time before answering.Thank you. I appreciate that. Who will you bring?

I believe it’s Malphas’s turn.

And just as quickly as the mists of sadness descended, they disappear, pierced through and through with an arrow of—

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