The Night Devil
by John "Myth" Kennedy
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Chapters
Excerpt:
The figure’s face was a crimson mask with lips curled back in a
horrific grin. Two short horns jutted forth from his forehead, and his
eyes glistened in the light. As Pollux struggled to move he felt a fear
in him that he had never known before. The figure started laughing as
Pollux’s face changed to horror.
“Tell me where you found this
vial, and I’ll consider letting you go,” said the figure cryptically as
he grinned the barrel of the pistol into Pollux’s head.
“C’mon, man, just let me go! I’ll tell you anything!”
“How ironic,” said the masked man. “You will tell me everything, and do you know why?”
Pollux
shook his head back and forth as the masked figure cackled again, his
laughter echoing out into the city of Angleville. Leaning closer to
Pollux with breath that reeked of garlic and brimstone, Pollux could
see pale green eyes gazing into his.
“Because I am the Night Devil, and you are mine!”
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