Day Breaker: The Devil of Harrowgate by Katerina Martinez

Author:Katerina Martinez [Martinez, Katerina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Supernal Publishing
Published: 2022-04-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

Six

We hadn’t come across another body yet, but that didn’t mean we weren’t about to.

In the many fantasies I’d had about coming back here, I never thought I would be going near the cellblocks again. Sometimes in these fantasies, Kaimos was waiting behind the front door, eager for us to pick him up and get him out of that place. In others, we had to find him, but finding him was easy because the Devil left a trail of destruction wherever it went.

In others, we didn’t find him at all.

The cellblocks didn’t feature in any of these fantasies, though. Maybe because I didn’t want to go back to them. At all. Maybe because going near them would trigger all kinds of emotional crap inside of me that I wasn’t ready for, that I hadn’t properly prepared for. And yet, here we were, being led toward the second gate, deeper into the belly of Harrowgate Prison.

I couldn’t say I wasn’t nervous. I didn’t want to go anywhere near the cellblocks if I could help it, but I knew it was the fastest way to get to where we were going.

A cold chill worked its way up my spine as we reached the second gate, and I thought of Azlu. Stopping, I turned around and scanned the darkness behind us, but it was empty. Through my dark vision I could see tiny specs of dust floating in the air, illuminated briefly as they came into and out of my field of vision.

I almost expected to spot the little spiderling hanging from the ceiling, watching us as we waded deeper into Harrowgate, but she wasn’t there. I hadn’t heard from her in a long time, not since she said she and Ezree were going to try to make contact with Kaimos.

I hoped they were both okay and that they’d succeeded in their mission, otherwise ours had already failed.

“There it is,” Sanchez said, throwing the beam of her flashlight down the hall.

The light touched a barred gate, but it seemed to be covered in something dark that looked almost like overgrowth. Izzy and Danvers couldn’t get much of a read on it, and neither could Sanchez. Seline took a step forward, eyes narrow, trying to figure out exactly what she was looking at.

I didn’t have that problem.

“Get back,” I said.

Seline didn’t question my words. She grabbed Izzy’s shoulder and pulled her back, though not without suffering Izzy’s protest. Danvers stopped on her own accord beside Sanchez, the two women still trying to puzzle out what they were seeing.

“What the hell is that?” Danvers asked.

“I don’t know,” Sanchez said.

“Is that a tree bursting out of the ground? I think I see roots.”

“Those aren’t roots,” I said, “And that’s not a tree.”

“What is it?” Seline asked, “What do you see?”

Arms.

Hands.

Fingers.

Ten, maybe twenty of each, sticking through the bars and stretching out as if to try to grab hold of us. The skin on those arms and those fingers was dull and lifeless, the bones likely stiff with rigor mortis.

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