Start this tale from the beginning: Chapter 1
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Canto 3
A skeletal hand wrapped its long fingers around my leg. Its grip was strong. Not sure how that worked. Muscles are required for grip strength normally. Learning. Trial and error. The ground below me suddenly caved in.
I fell into the blackness.
A blinding flash of light happened. My ears rung. This is what I imagine getting hit by a flash bang was like.
The room around me slowly came into view. There were brown splotches everywhere. Lines ran through the blur. The brown splotch was a wall. My neck was killing me. I slowly craned my head down. There was a dog sitting there. No. No. It was a man kneeling down. He was a red man. No, he wore a red vest. The ringing in my ear grew louder. My brain was pounding. The man in front of me had a pair of pants that I assumed were fashionable. I could not care about small things like fashion. My head was going to explode.
I closed my eyes. The ringing was quieting. I could hear a voice. It boomed like it was being amplified by a loud speaker. Despite the amplification it still sounded nasally.
“Demon of the nether plane I beseech you liberate me from this earthly prison. I have paid the penance and have imprisoned you in the circle. You must now abide by my absolute will.”
Every big word he used made my head throb more. What the hell made today go so wrong? I took a breath. Then I took several steps forward. Cracking my eyes open I could feel the throbbing returning. My small field of vision showed the man scrambling to run away.
“The demon has breached the circle.”
I wiped my eyes with my hand. This was really start to annoy me.
“Just shut up,” I said. My eyes were wide open now. The well dressed man sat in the corner of the room. I look around. This was a jail cell. The brown walls came with a matching set of bars. “What is going on?” I asked the scared well dressed man.
“Demon! Demon!”
You could smell the fear on him. Maybe that was urine. I walk right up to him and tried to grab his vest. “Look at me.” My hands went through his vest. I could not touch him. God! Still not completely here. Nothing will go right today. Will it?
On the bright side, he was looking at me so I decided to keep talking. “I. Don't. Know. Who you are. I. Don't know. What is happening. You are going to start talking. If not I am going to strangle you with these hands the moment I am all here.” I grit my teeth and held my hands in front of my eyes. They were transparent. The light pouring in through them. I clinched my jaw tighter.
The man began tidying his clothes. “Since I am still alive, I assume you are not a demon.”
I punched him. My hand flew through his skull. It fixed nothing, but it made me feel better. “What gave you that impression?”
“You walked out of the summoning circle.” He pointed at something behind me. I followed his finger. In the center of the floor, there was a complex drawing that I guess could be called a circle.
“What's that for?”
“Summoning and containing demons.”
“Demons are real?”
“Says the ghost.”
“I still will strangle you.” He seemed a lot more confident. The well dressed man stood up. I grew tired of this. I looked down at my see through hands.
I could walk through walls. I did not have to deal with any of this.
The man walked back towards the circle he had drawn. I walk towards the wall. I did not have to deal with any of this. I am out.
My face collided with the wall. I felt like I had just walked into electric cow fence. My body went limp. The well dressed man just stared at me.
I picked myself up off the ground. The pounding in my head was back. I turned that man and said, “I say we skip the rest of this pointless conversation. Who are you and why are you here?” Judging by the bars he was in a similar trouble spot as me.
The man appeared to be raptured away by his thoughts. He spoke in a calm slow manner. “Silverstein. Alchemist. Kidnapping.”
“Now why are you talking like that?”
“Thinking.”
I just stood there. I assume he would tell me what he was thinking about.
“I assume you were taken by force also.”
I nodded.
“I can get both of us out of here. Step back into the circle.”
“Why.”
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