Demon Hunters
as they crawled along. Their claws and teeth
were huge and sharp. Their black, marble eyes were crazed and wild.
I pulled out the guns and started firing. They weren’t strong, as
they pretty much exploded with just one shot, but there were a lot
of them. It seemed for each one I shot; three more would take its
place.
    They were closing in on me from all sides.
As one monster got too close, I pointed both guns at its head,
pulled the triggers, but discovered I was out of bullets. I also
had no time to reload. I put the guns back in the belt and jumped
forward as far as I could. A thousand hisses echoed around me as I
flew over the beasts. I felt their claws snatch at me. I dropped
down to the floor and tumbled forward. I sprinted for the door and
as I reached it, it flew open, knocking me back. Light poured in
from outside. I shielded my eyes from the brilliance. The monsters
cried out in pain and they all quickly crawled back to the dark
corners they had come from. I got up slowly and backed away. I
heard footsteps and soon the door closed. The light had gone out
and as I lowered my hand, I saw a man standing before me.
    “Hello.” It was Jonathan.
    “Hi. Again.”
    “Sorry about that. We try to keep that kind
of element out.”
    “Sure.” He just smiled at me. Just being in
his presence was beginning to make me feel secure and safe.
    “You must be wondering why I did this.”
    “Just one more slice of crazy in an insane
sandwich.”
    “Come with me.” He brushed past me toward
the altar at the front of the church. I followed a couple steps
behind. He walked up to the altar and turned right and headed
through a door I had not noticed before. I walked up to it and
unlike the door at the front of the church; it was a standard
looking pine door. I opened it up and walked through.
    After I shut the door, I turned and was
taken by the scenery change. I found myself standing in a large
dining hall. The floor was shiny and black and there were large
Ivory columns on either side of the room that reached far beyond my
sight into a dark void above. The columns led up to a large table
that sat in the middle of the room. The whole room was very dark
until a bright flash from above and everything was bathed in a warm
amber glow. I could see the food that sat upon the table better and
it looked to be quite a feast. It was set up very elegantly with
silver candlesticks between each place setting and evenly spaced
serving dishes with all kinds of food. There were bowls of exotic
fruits and plates filled with well-cooked meat dishes and several
bottles of wine. I took a step toward the table and suddenly I
heard voices. Out of the shadows, figures appeared and took their
places at the table. They were chatting to each other, but their
voices were too soft to hear exactly what they were saying.
    “You came just in time,” Jonathan’s voice
came at me from behind. I spun around and he walked up to me and
patted me on the back. “Come. Meet the others.”
    As we approached the table, the guests took
quick notice of my presence. I noticed that they were all very well
dressed. The men were clad in very expensive looking suits and the
women were styling some incredibly fancy dresses. They were pouring
wine into their glasses as Jonathan took his seat.
    “Everyone? This is Jake Corba. He stopped by
for a visit.” I looked out at the others at the table and their
eyes met mine with unimpressed looks. Whatever comfort I had been
feeling was long gone. I took particular notice of a woman two
seats away. Her hair was red like fire. She was very beautiful but
there was some kind of coldness behind her eyes that I could
feel.
    “Really, Jonathan. It’s a little late to
bring in new members.”
    “He’s here on a matter of his own, Lilith. I
would thank you to make him feel welcome.”
    “He’s not bad looking. It’s nice to have a
little eye candy around. No offense to you, of course,
Jonathan.”
    “Of course not,” He looked

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