Druid's Bane: A Druidverse Urban Fantasy Novel (The Trickster Cycle Book 3) by M.D. Massey

Author:M.D. Massey [Massey, M.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Modern Digital Publishing
Published: 2022-07-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fourteen

Following the battle, I quickly hid, then I shifted back to my semi-human form and got dressed to avoid traumatizing the patients further. After the demons—or daemons, as it were—had been defeated and sent packing, the hospital reverted to relative normalcy. The influence of madness they’d exerted vanished, and many of the patients calmed down somewhat, despite earlier events. Thankfully, most were unharmed, but some were unaccounted for, according to the few hospital staff members who’d remained.

Those people who’d been lost inside the fog monster emerged relatively unscathed, although they remained in a semi-catatonic fugue. As for the car-person hybrid, each returned to their previous state after I killed the Escher monster. However, the poor woman who’d been inside the car remained traumatized, so much that she screamed her throat bloody—and then kept on screaming.

We tried to comfort her, but how do you comfort someone who’d been through that? After a few minutes of failed attempts to calm her, I was at a loss and almost ready to dose her with some poppy seed. Thankfully, a hospital employee came by to give her an injection that knocked her out.

“Thanks,” I said, as I stole a glance at her name tag so I could address her properly. “Dr. Solomon.”

“Thank you for saving Sharon,” she said.

“Was she a patient?” I asked.

Dr. Solomon shook her head gravely, sparing the woman a sideways glance as two orderlies lifted her onto a stretcher. “A counselor. Although I’m afraid she might become a patient, after what she went through.”

“I’m sorry,” I said. “We did our best.”

“I’m aware,” the psychiatrist replied. “I saw what you three did, although I don’t have any context by which to frame what just happened. After what I witnessed, I’m starting to question my own sanity.”

“It’s best if you just forget it all,” Fallyn said. “Trust me on this.”

“How many of your employees saw the last bit?” I asked.

Her gray eyes widened slightly, and she tucked a stray bit of silver hair behind her ear. “You mean the part with tentacles, and the fog, and the creature that defied every law of logic and physics? Or the part where something equally monstrous and hideous destroyed it? Just me, I think. Everyone else was locked behind closed doors, trying to call for help.”

I glanced at Fallyn, who raised an eyebrow as she gave me a ‘don’t look at me’ look. Without Maeve around to provide fae “cleaners” and other resources, this was going to be hard to cover up. It made me realize that, while I rarely saw eye to eye with her, the local faery queen just might be a necessary evil after all.

Turning my attention back to Dr. Solomon, I gently touched her shoulder. “Fallyn is right. It would be best if you pretended this had never happened. People who see events like this sometimes run into trouble later.”

“As in, they have mysterious accidents,” Fallyn added, using air quotes for emphasis. “Or they disappear—permanently.”

I winced at Fallyn’s harsh demeanor. Raised on bloodshed, werewolves were often clueless regarding human reactions to violence and threats of same.

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