Page 9 of Raven's Spectre


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"Devil worship?"

"Darker."

"Magic?"

"Shit that'll stay in your soul for a lifetime, Spectre."

"Where can I find him, Charlie?"

He sighed. "He's got a new place down in Seattle. A club of sorts. Down underground."

"What's it called?"

"You’re gonna fucking love this.” He leaned forward, whispering it as if afraid something would hear us. I couldn’t blame him for being paranoid. “Lucifer’s Embrace.”

“Of course it is,” I nodded, not at all surprised.

“What have you heard?”

“This guy deals in halloweeny bullshit, ya know. Shit like curses and old ancient shit.”

“Like what, Charlie? I need specifics!” I lay another hundred on the counter and his eyes danced on the money asn if it were green glitter.

He leaned forward, taking a glance up at the rounded camera in the corner, making sure there was no one in earshot.

“Occult shit. Devil worshiping is the least thing you should be worried about. This guy works with demon shit. I heard he deals in exports and trading.”

“Exporting and trading what, Charlie?”

He hesitated, and I lay another hundred down. “I’ve heard rumors. Of birds that turn into women, of drugs that cause hallucinations, of demons playing tricks on your mind.”

“Pretty powerful, I’d say.”

“Yeah,” he nodded.

I lay the rest of the money down on the counter. “Thanks, Charlie.”

He gripped my arm as I stepped away, and I slowly turned back to him. “My protection, Spectre.”

I grabbed his hand and pried it off me. “I can’t offer you protection from this, Charlie.”

“So what am I supposed to do?” He yelled as I swung the door open.

“Buy a rosary and start praying,” I murmured as I sauntered out into the night.

I stared out at the deadly silent road that lay beyond the gas station. I had two options, go left and go home, or I go right and head on down to Lucifer’s Embrace.

I thought about it for a long time before I headed over to the phone booth that stood in the corner of the station. I pulled out a quarter, and slid it into the machine waiting for a tone. I dialed out to the only human who I could think of who knew about this shit.Mammoth.

“Hell man, I’m not allowed to say anything about this.” Mammoth sighed, surprised at what I’d told him. “I didn’t tell you what I did so you’d go play chicken with Lucifer himself.

“I need your help, brother.”

“Look,Ican’t say anything, but you may wanna talk to Exorcist. He knows more about this shit than I do.”

Exorcist was Tonopah Valley’s Enforcer. Aso a Reaper.

“Will he be willing to talk to me?”

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