Page 26 of La Petite Morte


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I reached that top floor, the door at the end of the hall was open. Candlelight flickered out, casting shadows on the walls. I approached it slowly, each step of the way I felt the darkness surrounding me. It was oddly welcoming and familiar, unlike what I was about to find.

Sure enough, a new stage had been set up. A pretty female harlot was hung up with chains, she was posed in a puppet form. Her eyes were empty and as I breathed in, I couldn't feel her soul.

How odd?

She’d just recently died, and yet it didn’t linger. I feared the evil that did that.

Lazarus approached my side while Rodrigo continued to wait in the doorway. My loyal watchdog. I kept my eye on him, still fearing for his life.

“This is surreal.”

“He went too far,” I whispered and felt Lazarus’ eyes land on me.

“You knew who this was all along?”

I nodded. “I didn’t want to believe it, but I am certain now.”

Below the girl were two men. They’d been a part of the crowd that had arrived tonight. They were staged on their knees before her. Their members ripped from their body; their eyes empty.

“He doesn’t gouge out the men’s eyes. As if he’s forcing them to watch.”

I nodded and turned to the girl. Hollowness filled the areas where her eyes once were, blood dripped down over her cheeks. Her once happy smile was now painted a deep red in a downward curve. I shivered against Lazarus.

“We need to warn the others,” I whispered.

The harlot suddenly moved, and I screamed as it began to dance uncontrollably. She looked so terrifying. The levies on the chains had been pulled all at the same time, and the show quickly ended, with the girl falling on her knees in front of the men.

I pressed a hand to my mouth as we watched in horror. I don’t know what was scarier, what we just witnessed or that he was close.

He was watching.

The girl on the stage had been a diversion for a more sinister act. The shadows stirred around us, and that all too familiar demon lurked close. I think she too was shocked by what Dean had been up to. There’s only so much a demon can take when another moves in on its territory.

Chapter13

IMOGEN

Icouldn’t show Dean that I knew the atrocities he had committed. Instead, I drew out a plan. A plan to bring him to me.

Lazarus had been furious with me.

"You can't defeat him alone!"

"He is my abomination! I must fix this!"

Jin and Rodrigo both agreed with Lazarus. Jin looked like he was ready for anything.

"I will him, my Goddess."

"So will I." Rodrigo announced. "I won't allow him to touch you."

I stood there, in my father's trailer, staring back at them all. My father made his way around his desk, a hand on Lazarus who moved aside for him.

I expected him to order me to stay away, but he surprised me by turning to them.

"She must do this on her own."

"That's ridiculous!" Lazarus exclaimed.

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