Vestige by Deb Hanrahan

Author:Deb Hanrahan [Hanrahan, Deb]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Young Adult, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780983526698
Publisher: Philyra Publishing
Published: 2012-06-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Thomas rummaged through the medicine cabinet, looking for a prescription of Fioricet. He hadn’t had a migraine in years, but today, he felt a doozy coming on. During his walk home from the village hall, he experienced the first symptoms, auras. Only this time, the auras were different. Usually, he would see flashing lights in his peripheral vision. Today, he saw a constant dark glow around objects, specifically people. Thomas had once read that auras could manifest in hallucinations. That’s probably what this was. A full-blown migraine was sure to follow unless he could get some medicine to prevent it.

He was relieved when he found a small vial containing three pills. He popped one into his mouth and swallowed it without water. He read the label. The prescription had expired over a year ago. He shrugged; it was better than nothing. Before lying down, he retrieved an ice pack from the freezer. Certainly, the stress of the morning caused this relapse.

As he rested on the couch, he replayed the words of the homeless man in his head. The man said the same thing that Father Vincent said—something about the Guardian. Sure, Vincent’s words were from his own subconscious mind. But what was the connection between the dream and the homeless man?

In the dream, Vincent said that he had to go. At that point, Thomas didn’t know that his friend was dead. Could he have heard someone talking about the priest’s death as he slept? Maybe the dream was a manifestation of what he was hearing. But what about Grimshaw? Sure, he might have registered him on a subconscious level too, but Grimshaw seemed to recognize him. They had never met before, had they? And then there was that feeling, that black, hopeless feeling. When Grimshaw looked at him, that same dreadful sense of foreboding from his nightmare tore through him once again.

Was he going insane? Maybe he should just try to find this Guardian. What harm could it do? But how does one go about looking for a Guardian? Thomas did have two clues: the Guardian’s a male and he has a golden light. He didn’t understand what the homeless man meant by golden light. Did the Guardian have blond hair? Did he wear a piece of gold jewelry?

This mystery would have to wait until the Fioricet kicked in. He needed to rid himself of the throbbing in his head before he could think straight. He put the ice pack atop his closed eyes and fell asleep.

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