Beasthunter by Katharina Gerlach

Author:Katharina Gerlach [Gerlach, Katharina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent Bookworm
Published: 2018-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

Tom: Diary

Mr. Jake showed me the table of contents and left me to decipher the old print. He settled onto the sofa, flattened out the papers of the monk's manuscript, and began to sort them. I watched him for a while and then started on the spell book. I growled a little when I saw that there was nothing as simple as an inventory. The pages were printed with very old-fashioned letters, but apart from the weird spelling, the words were very similar to ours. If I used my imagination, I could understand at least the headlines. Painstakingly I worked my way through the headers. “Heal the Cophing fitte,” I read, and “Cute Warts bereft of Paine,” “Banne Ghostes” and “Calle Daemonies.” The spells weren't even sorted alphabetically. I read and read until my eyes burned. I rubbed them and turned to the next page. “Reassembele a Ghoste Disturbed,” I read.

“I found it.” My voice sounded far more tired than I had realized.

Mr. Jake looked up from the monk's book. “Well done. I'm nearly finished too.”

I put the spell book on the table, leaving it open on the page we needed. My stomach grumbled just as Mr. Jake put aside his reading.

He smiled. “I guess we'll need something filling before we go on.”

I cleared the table save for the spell book and the monk's journal, and he loaded the front half with bread, butter, sausages, cheese, fried eggs, jam, and peanut butter. We sat, and I tried not to gorge.

“The monk's manuscript is a journal,” Mr. Jake said. “It begins when he learned how to write after he joined the cloister. The beginning is rather boring; he only lists the duties of a monk working in the garden. But then his sister died, and he convinced the abbot to allow him to take in her four-year-old boy. For two years, they were happy.”

“And then the Beast showed up?” A few crumbs flew out of my mouth and landed beside the spell book.

“Careful. The book is valuable.” Mr. Jake sat up, marked the page with a piece of paper, and closed the book. “He thought it was the devil, but I'm sure it was the Beast. He describes his confusion as the people around him forgot his little boy as if he had never existed.”

“How did he get into the Beast?” This time I swallowed before I spoke.

“I'm not sure. The monk used every exorcism he knew to free his foster son but with very little success. The devil avoided his blessings and prayers. This corresponds with my discoveries. Whenever I try to use a spell on the Beast, it withdraws into this other…” He searched for a fitting word and finally shrugged. “…this other part of the world. And you can't send something back to hell or wherever it came from if the exorcism doesn't meet its target.”

I hadn't understood half of what he said but nodded nonetheless. I wanted to know what else happened to the monk. “What did he do?”

“When the devil moved on, the monk followed it as best he could.

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