headquarters began to grow larger in the distance.
Demona chewed on her lips. This quarantine is going to complicate things.
Both cars pulled into the parking area in front of the GLC headquarters. Barty and Anne were waiting with the guards at the entrance of Roost Haven. Anne waved frantically with a smile on her face when Eli stepped out of his car. Eli walked to his aunt and uncle briskly. He embraced them both with a tight hug and relief spread across his face.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving town?” Itzig asked. He stood back and surveyed them both, to make certain that they were both fine.
“We left a note at the house in case you stopped by,” Anne replied.
Itzig looked disapprovingly. “I haven’t been able to get over there lately, things have been too crazy in town,” Itzig said. “I tried calling and when I didn’t get an answer yesterday I began to worry that something had happened.”
Barty looked at the ground. “I’m sorry, Eli. We left on short notice, otherwise I would have taken the time to call and let you know.”
“Well at least I know you’re safe now. I probably would not have known what happened to you if I hadn’t met Demona at one of our roadblocks.”
“So, they started the quarantine?” Barty asked.
“Yes, so you all better have a good explanation as to why I broke protocol and allowed two civilians to leave town. What’s this about demons?” Itzig waited impatiently for a reply.
Barty nodded unhappily. “It is true. I should have put two and two together earlier and realized that this was a demon outbreak and not an epidemic, when you mentioned the health inspector’s concerns,” he said. “Now we know what’s taking place, or at least what’s causing the horrific events in town.”
“Why don’t we take this discussion inside, where it’s a little warmer,” Felix suggested. “There are too many ears to hear the details at this moment. I’d prefer if we informed all of our residents of the situation after we have discussed it with our elder and pastor.”
Itzig gave a single nod. “Understood. No need to start a panic.”
The group went into the church and seated themselves around the sanctuary before beginning to explain the situation. Demona knew that Itzig was going to have many questions.
“I’m sorry Uncle Barty,” Itzig said, “I never really took your job seriously. I always just thought it was like folklore type stuff. I know you are an expert in your field, but have you ever performed an exorcism?”
“To be honest, no.” Barty looked sorrowful. “Exorcisms have technically gone out of practice, except for the occasional one performed by the Catholic Church or some other isolated Christian sects. Though, I have been a witness to an exorcism. In truth, my job is more information based; it’s very similar to those of mythologists and folklorists.”
“Do you believe that this stuff is real?” Itzig asked his uncle.
A slight grin spread across Barty’s face at the question. “Demons, yes, always. Until recently I speculated on the existence of vampires. Now, I’m a believer in all things paranormal. Since I came here, my mind has been opened to so many new species, races, realms, and all kinds of exciting things.”
“I still can’t wrap my head around this whole demon thing,” Itzig said.
Demona shook her head. “If only they didn’t exist…” “Why not just shoot them?” Itzig asked.
Felix pressed his lips together. “We’ve found that guns are useless in destroying the demons. When we were on patrol recently Demona and I discovered that after a period of time, after the hosts have died, the demons will seek fresh bodies. If we use guns to shoot to kill, we are pretty much just speeding up the process.”
Barty sniffed and wiped his nose with a handkerchief. “By killing the hosts you are just
Demona chewed on her lips. This quarantine is going to complicate things.
Both cars pulled into the parking area in front of the GLC headquarters. Barty and Anne were waiting with the guards at the entrance of Roost Haven. Anne waved frantically with a smile on her face when Eli stepped out of his car. Eli walked to his aunt and uncle briskly. He embraced them both with a tight hug and relief spread across his face.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving town?” Itzig asked. He stood back and surveyed them both, to make certain that they were both fine.
“We left a note at the house in case you stopped by,” Anne replied.
Itzig looked disapprovingly. “I haven’t been able to get over there lately, things have been too crazy in town,” Itzig said. “I tried calling and when I didn’t get an answer yesterday I began to worry that something had happened.”
Barty looked at the ground. “I’m sorry, Eli. We left on short notice, otherwise I would have taken the time to call and let you know.”
“Well at least I know you’re safe now. I probably would not have known what happened to you if I hadn’t met Demona at one of our roadblocks.”
“So, they started the quarantine?” Barty asked.
“Yes, so you all better have a good explanation as to why I broke protocol and allowed two civilians to leave town. What’s this about demons?” Itzig waited impatiently for a reply.
Barty nodded unhappily. “It is true. I should have put two and two together earlier and realized that this was a demon outbreak and not an epidemic, when you mentioned the health inspector’s concerns,” he said. “Now we know what’s taking place, or at least what’s causing the horrific events in town.”
“Why don’t we take this discussion inside, where it’s a little warmer,” Felix suggested. “There are too many ears to hear the details at this moment. I’d prefer if we informed all of our residents of the situation after we have discussed it with our elder and pastor.”
Itzig gave a single nod. “Understood. No need to start a panic.”
The group went into the church and seated themselves around the sanctuary before beginning to explain the situation. Demona knew that Itzig was going to have many questions.
“I’m sorry Uncle Barty,” Itzig said, “I never really took your job seriously. I always just thought it was like folklore type stuff. I know you are an expert in your field, but have you ever performed an exorcism?”
“To be honest, no.” Barty looked sorrowful. “Exorcisms have technically gone out of practice, except for the occasional one performed by the Catholic Church or some other isolated Christian sects. Though, I have been a witness to an exorcism. In truth, my job is more information based; it’s very similar to those of mythologists and folklorists.”
“Do you believe that this stuff is real?” Itzig asked his uncle.
A slight grin spread across Barty’s face at the question. “Demons, yes, always. Until recently I speculated on the existence of vampires. Now, I’m a believer in all things paranormal. Since I came here, my mind has been opened to so many new species, races, realms, and all kinds of exciting things.”
“I still can’t wrap my head around this whole demon thing,” Itzig said.
Demona shook her head. “If only they didn’t exist…” “Why not just shoot them?” Itzig asked.
Felix pressed his lips together. “We’ve found that guns are useless in destroying the demons. When we were on patrol recently Demona and I discovered that after a period of time, after the hosts have died, the demons will seek fresh bodies. If we use guns to shoot to kill, we are pretty much just speeding up the process.”
Barty sniffed and wiped his nose with a handkerchief. “By killing the hosts you are just
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