Carnival of Bones (Carnival of Bones Duet Book 1) by Penn Cassidy

Author:Penn Cassidy [Cassidy, Penn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-09T16:00:00+00:00

When I couldn't take any more screaming, I left the room for some air, wandering aimlessly back into the hall of mirrors, content to let Bael do whatever it was he did here.

I wasn’t exactly scared, not like I should have been. Things were finally starting to click into place.

I’d grown up with stories of the crossroads. Stories of Papa Legba. How he was the one you summoned in order to speak with the other spirits. He was the keeper of the gateways that led you to where you were supposed to go when you passed on.

This place had his energy written all over it…but also something more.

There was something I was missing. Something was not quite right about what was going on here, and I couldn’t put my finger on it.

There was a sinister feel to that center mirror, and it made my skin crawl. Even now, as I paced the corridors, I could hear their screams echoing around me. They were begging not to go into the mirror, terrified of whatever they saw on the other side.

Legba wasn’t an evil spirit. He didn’t punish, and he didn’t make judgements. In fact, in my experience, he was one of the more benevolent of the ancestral spirits.

Movies and TV shows liked to depict him as this spooky, gnarled, Grim Reaper type figure who hunted for souls to snatch when they crossed him.

It was gross, really. In reality, he was a watcher—a guardian and a helping hand to those who respected him.

So if this truly was the crossroads, again, why had he brought me here?

I studied the mirrors as I passed them, running my fingers over their surfaces. They were all solid, unlike the three massive ones in the other room. There were no veves burned into the frames here.

I thought about those symbols, wondering who’d put them there. Whose signature was it? Bael maybe? No, not Bael. Maybe I was wrong. Who really knew?

He seemed to know what he was doing, ushering those people through. His eyes had been lit from within with excitement, not a shred of remorse or pity for the souls he sent in.

Turning a corner, I came to an abrupt stop, almost running face-first into a tall mirror. It was over seven feet tall and cut into sections like an octagon that curved around me like a tube.

Turning back the way I came, I meant to retrace my steps but ran into another identical mirror.

The lights flickered as I spun in a slow circle. I was surrounded by mirrors with less than three feet of space on every side of me. The corridor I'd come in through was gone, like the mirrors themselves were shifting on their own, luring me into a trap.

I banged my fist on the surface, calling out for Bael. Meeting my own eyes in the reflection, I saw fear staring back at me, stark and cold.

“Get me out of here!” I screamed. “Bael, let me out!”

Nobody answered me.

"Lafayette!” My panic was bad enough that I called out to the fucking cat.

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