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A demon.
How absolutely… ridiculous.
A demon would mean the existence of a devil and, therefore, a god.
And, yeah, that was just… not rational.
A strange, whimpering sound escaped me as I turned and saw myself reflected in the mirror on the bathroom door.
With those same scratch and puncture marks from earlier, and new ones to match.
Those were real.
Right?
I didn’t even trust my own eyes right then.
So I peeked out to make sure Bael was gone, though I’d heard him rush out, and grabbed my phone before rushing back into the bathroom, and locking the door. You know… just in case.
I zoomed my camera in close, so it wouldn’t be clearwherethe injuries were, and snapped the picture before sending it to the only person I really had. My father.
- What do these marks look like to you?
- Hm. Is this a brain teaser? I don’t know. I knew someone with a parrot once who got marks like those.
That was all the confirmation I needed.
The marks were real.
My father confirmed it.
My heart hammering in my chest, making it feel tight and airless, I hit the call button.
“Was I right?” he asked, sounding tired and a little amused.
Because we did frequently send each other brain teasers and riddles. It was our love language to each other. Neither of us were good with outward shows of affection, so we showed it in the way that was most comfortable for the both of us. Our brains.
“Actually, I have a strange question for you.”
“I love those,” he said, sounding instantly more awake. In my mind, I could picture him reaching over to turn the light on over the reading chair he’d fallen asleep in, his book on his chest, his glasses nearly falling off his nose. “Hit me.”
“Well, it is sort of… philosophical.”
“You don’t need to bait me any more, Char, I am biting.”
“Right. Well. What are your feelings on God?” I asked.
“Gods?” he clarified.
“No. Well, yes. But no. I mean more… a god. An all-seeing, omniscient being.”
“In the sky with wings?” he asked, and I could all but hear the smile on his face.
“Yes. Or no. I mean any god, I guess. In the more modern sense, anyway.”
“You’ve never asked me this before,” he said, sounding thoughtful. “All those discussions we’d had about thoughts and opinions, but the one big one, you never asked me.”
“I think I always assumed you were an atheist,” I said.
