Page 322 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Oh, they had bad news for him.

He didn’t know Hell.

Not yet.

Meanwhile…

Their slip into the static was nothing abnormal.

Lucian leaned into that fall into the multi-layers, and was cognizant of everything around him.

Each layer deeper, he counted, making sure to keep track so he could navigate his way out. One miscount, and he would be trapped here forever.

And die.

The second they landed, they knew they weren’t alone. From the energy that told the tale.

It felt different in there.

As bait, they made themselves known.

“Show yourself!” Avalon called. “Yes, you, Will Sinclair, son of Kennedy Sinclair. We know who you are, and we know how to stop you.”

There was laughter.

It was sick and twisted, as a dark shadow appeared, they saw his face for the first time in this realm.

“He’s killed someone else. He’s just done it, and cast a circle!” Avalon warned, putting Genesis behind her, as she and Lucian stood in front of him.

He approached, no longer needing to hide himself. He was now stronger than Oracle.

This was his new kingdom.

“I wondered when we would meet. As for me killing again, that ridiculous woman at the shop selling those stupid trinkets was easy. I marked her, and I got her back here. Imagine how easy it was to have them deliver more pentacles to me.”

Well, they knew how he got his last victim.

“Amethyst, she called her herself, but her blood was pure red and perfect.”

Avalon wasn’t afraid of him.

“You can push it out,” she said, doubting that was the truth, but she had to stall. Maura and Jagger needed time, and she’d know when it was time to pull them out.

He laughed.

“No, I can’t, but you know that, don’t you, Avalon Miller, or shall I call you Avalon Carter? Your husband will die too, and so will your wife,” he said, focused on Lucian.

The man said nothing.

“She’s beautiful. How did a gorgeous woman like that fall for a one-eyed monster like you? Does she know you cheat on her here?” he asked.

And still, he said nothing.

Avalon warned them, and they were listening. He was outing himself, explaining it all. They’d been right. He’d been tracking them since they left Utah.

As prey.

He moved closer and focused on Genesis.