I didn’t really enter the
Demon Slayers Inc. office, as much as I stumbled into it, red faced and out of
breath.
Ashtyn sat at her desk,
and she stood when she saw me.
I didn’t even give her
the chance to ask if I was okay.
I just started talking,
telling her about Trisha and Howie, the picture, my gut feeling.
It all spilled out of me.
Ashtyn nodded, and then
guided me to a chair next to her desk.
She didn’t appear shocked
at what I had told her.
Why would she be?
She pulled something up
on her computer, turning the flat screen monitor towards me.
The Rights of ReBirth
“It takes blood
sacrifice, but I wouldn’t put it past The Sisters of Suffering.”
I had expected her to say
they were relatives, or maybe even ghosts.
They were the Sisters of
Suffering reincarnated?
Seriously?
I felt every muscle in my
body suddenly give out as my mind sputtered to a stop.
I couldn’t take much
more.
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