Damned if I Know by Elizabeth Stevens

Author:Elizabeth Stevens [Stevens, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781925928259
Publisher: Sleeping Dragon Books
Published: 2020-02-27T23:00:00+00:00

Drake

I had an unusual spring in my step as I went about my day.

It might have been Wren’s growing belly. It might have been the fact that my father hadn’t sung at me in weeks. It might even have been that the torture had been particularly bloody and gory as of late. But I suspected it was mainly because the boys had finally organised my ‘sindig’.

We were all getting together – this time without any truth – there was going to be blood and battles and loud music. There would be demons and ghosts of all varieties, all celebrating in the way only Hellspawn could.

But first, I had to get through the rest of my day.

Anything and everything seemed to be going wrong.

There was a clown standing in the middle of the Asphodel Fields, all its fluoro colours sticking out like a sore thumb against the drab grey background of the ancient field. And it didn’t want to move. It was convinced it belonged there.

Every time I tried herding it out, it would slowly turn around and return to its position, silent as anything, just holding the string of its bright pink and green balloon.

“All right, Drake?” I heard the familiar voice behind me as I stared at the clown.

“Yeah, not really, Larry.” I pointed at the clown as Larry hovered beside me. “I can’t get it to go back to its field.”

Larry floated towards it and looked it over. The clown blinked unnaturally slowly, then turned and started ambling away purposelessly.

I didn’t have to walk very fast to keep up with it.

“What’s it doing?” I asked Larry.

“I’d say it fell in the Lethe,” he answered.

I looked at him. “Demons don’t fall in the Lethe.”

Larry waved his incorporeal hand over its face. It just kept walking and walked right though Larry’s outstretched arm. Larry looked around at all the shades in the field. They were all the same. Those same blank expressions, vacant eyes. No one was home and only the safety light was on.

The Asphodel Field had always given the heebie-jeebies. Blood and screaming, I was your guy. But this was just…so much, endless nothing. I could almost feel it clawing at me, threatening to take me to join it.

I looked towards the Lethe.

It had that effect on humans. It called to you. It wanted you to bathe in it. To forget everything you were on Earth. It was like everything you were in life fed it in some undamned way.

It made my skin crawl.

“Okay,” I said quickly, pulling myself together. “Say it did fall in the Lethe. How and why?”

“Gosh, I couldn’t answer that one, Drake. Maybe it wanted a bath and got confused.”

I frowned at Larry. “Since when do demons worry about baths?”

“Kyle’s quite fond of baths.”

“Kyle’s not exactly the perfect example of your average demon.”

The clown was still wandering aimlessly. At this point, I was surprised it still had hold of its balloon to be honest.

There was something going on with the Lethe. Something not quite right.

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