The House of Grey- Volume 4 by Earl Collin

Author:Earl, Collin [Earl, Collin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SilverStone Books
Published: 2012-08-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 44 - Truths

Monson felt like screaming.

Why can’t anything be normal?

He had just been having a weird but pleasant conversation with Grayson, and he was finally getting some answers.

“Howdy!”

Monson spun to see himself leaning calmly against a pillar a short distance away.

“Dawn!” exclaimed Monson, moving quickly towards him. “What are you doing here? Wait—never mind that. Where am I? How did I get here? If you tell me I am where I think I am, I’m going to hit you, even if you do look like me.”

“Calm down, Monson.” Dawn straightened up and walked towards him. Before he had taken more than a few steps, however, one of the dirty men came scampering by, totally oblivious to their presence. He was rushing past just when Dawn stumbled forward. Monson closed his eyes, expecting a crash and a stream of swearing. When this did not happen, he opened his eyes to see Dawn’s head sticking through the man’s chest as if he were a ghost.

“Well, if that’s not the freakiest thing I’ve ever seen,” commented Monson.

“You need to relax.” Dawn extricated himself from the man’s chest, apparently finding it very humorous. “You will live longer, you know.”

“Relax?” Monson gritted his teeth angrily. “How can I relax? In the last three days my already weirder-than-normal life has kicked into overdrive, from conversations with myself, freaky dreams, my ability to freeze an indoor fountain, to finding out that my quirky antisocial classmate is actually a part of some international organization that is trying to find a mystical being who is destined to save the world. THE WORLD, Dawn! What does that even mean? And now I’m in a hall that is supposedly buried deep within the mountains of Europe, surrounded by sweaty, half-starved men, when two minutes ago I was sitting in a dormitory in Washington State sipping tea and reading a book! What part of this should I be “relaxed” about?”

Dawn’s expression hovered between a sympathetic smile and a knowing smirk. Monson shuddered as he looked himself in the eye. He was never going to get used to this.

“You’re right,” relented Dawn. “When you say it like that it does seem like a bit much.”

“Is there any other form you could take?” spouted Monson in irritation. “The whole conversation-with-myself thing is getting old.”

“You sure are cranky today. Are you not sleeping well?”

Monson glowered at Dawn.

“Sorry. I was just asking.”

Monson dropped it, moving on to more important topics. “Why don’t you tell me what’s going on? How did I get here?”

Dawn grinned outlandishly. “I do not really know. I have never seen anything like this, though I am far from the greatest reference.”

“You don’t know?” Monson did his best to control his incredulity. “What do you mean you don’t know? Aren’t you supposed to be the mentor who guides the hero? Hello, if I’m the hero of this stupid story then I should have a guide. It’s in all the good fantasy books. It’s a rule to have a guide. If you’re not the guide, then you’re just an annoying person who talks in my head.

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