Before Rita could
continue further a faint laugh seemed to echo through the walls.
The sound was familiar,
and it made use both freeze.
“I thought I had more
time.”
Rita shook her head.
“I will keep this
brief. There is a deity close to
you. A deity I know well. They will guide you. Listen to them.”
A deity? What the hell was she talking about?
The laughing grew louder.
“She was gifted to you,
by a close friend of mine. A friend who
can no longer fight this war. Do not waste that gift, Ren John.”
Before I could ask Rita
what she meant there was a loud crash outside of the house, followed by a
scream.
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