[Posted by Ted H]
Yeah, this one's short, but what happens right after is a bit jarring of a shit...so, yeah...
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[Demons Ascension - Return to Chicago]
James had rushed home and into
John's car as fast as possible. He was immediately back on the road to Chicago,
driving as fast as he could manage and weaving his way through traffic. He made
one stop for gas, in which he also chucked money at a clerk for the biggest
coffee possible and a new pack of cigarettes. If he was going to save the world
for a demon, he was going to need his essentials.
He sped into a parking spot
once in Chicago and sprinted into John's apartment. John wasn't home though, so
he was back into the car and driving like a man possessed to the sister. He pounded
on the door hoping someone was home when he saw Brittany in a nearby window.
"You're back?" she asked as she opened the door a little. "Where
is your brother?" James asked, practically dancing with anxiety.
"Him and Lyle are
gone," she said, keeping the door from opening anymore "I think
there's been another murder." She defiantly didn't want James inside alone
with her. "Could you call him?" James asked "Tell him to meet me
at his place?" Brittany nodded slowly. She began to close the door but at
the last second stopped and opened it up again.
"Why do this?" she
asked "Why put yourself through all this? You have no responsibility to do
anything." James found himself at a loss for an answer at that moment. She
didn't know about anything supernatural going on or anything more severe than
some guy had killed her sister. James couldn't simply say he was trying to save
the world or prevent a demon because when he began, those reasons didn't exist.
"Someone had to," he
said after a moment "I guess I just couldn't think of a reason not to
help."
"Thank you,"
Brittany said with a tear trailing down.
"I'm sorry your sister is
gone," James said "And I know why you're doing what you're doing in
there but believe me, it's best to get away a little. Try to not be here
tonight. Go out with Lyle or something. Just escape your own grief for a while.
It won't make the pain go away, but neither will dwelling on it
constantly."
Brittany looked down.
"I'll try," she said as she slowly closed the door. "Tell John
to hurry!" James yelled as he turned to return to the car. The clock
loomed heavy over his head and he needed to be reunited with the only person
left in Chicago who could help him.
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May 11, 2014
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