The Walls

In the middle of the ceiling, the sludge converged into the shape of a man Desmond recognized. It was the strange man who Desmond owes a life debt to because he spared Desmond's life.

The strange man stood in the middle of the ceiling upside-down as he breathed out large billows of smoke that coiled around him. As he came down the ceiling long barbed spider legs crept out of his coat. Every step taken by the strange man-made a jarring sound that sent shivers down Desmond's spine.

The others in the room had an unpleasant look on their faces when the strange man appeared. As the strange man came from off the ceiling he spoke with his usual deep voice to Seraphine.

"You guys really shouldn't talk about someone behind their backs, it's not nice I have feelings too you know".

Seraphine secretly holding back some anger reply, "your right, that's rude of me almost as rude as someone coming out of another person's walls without warning. Tell me what were you doing in there?".

Seraphine spoke sweetly, but tone had conviction as she demanded an answer. The strange man kept no secrets as he spoke plainly to everyone in the room.

"A few months ago while I was in the Defiled Lands fishing for thunderbirds on my canoe in the middle of a cyclone I got bored. Being flung into the air by a raging storm created from the remnant chaotic energy from the clash of fallen gods gets predictable. That's when I decided to come back and take up resistance here for a bit".

After hearing what their friend said veins were growing on Ragnar's arm and sharp claws sprouted from his fingertips. While Seraphine kept a calm expression on her face as she yet inside she had already snapped.

While clawing at the counter Ragnar asked: "Are you telling us that for the past couple of months you have been secretly living inside our walls".

Turning his head to Ragnar while puffing out smoke as the strange man said "yes".

Ragnar slammed his fist on to the table asking "how I checked those wards every single day there has been no change".

"I've been meaning to tell you about that you should really think about upgrading those. I say this out of concern as your friend there's all sorts of weirdo's running around out there". The strange man said with true sincerity in his voice.

Ragnar replied, "I can't believe you got bored of fishing in a cyclone and though living in our walls in secret was more fun. No, actually that does sound just like you".

As the strange man spoke to Ragnar a dozen blades fell on to the floor the sudden sound of metal hitting metal. Startled Desmond as quickly drew his gaze to the floor finding the source of the noise. Desmond was perplexed as to why the strange man would suddenly drop so many weapons.

No one else baffled by the sudden appearance of all the weapons scattered on the floor. Desmond only gained clarity when the strange man spoke: "Seraphine just because your a talented assassin doesn't mean you'll ever catch me off guard".

"Assassin" that word slipped out of Desmond's mouth he didn't believe he was supposed to know about something like that. He was also sure everyone in the room forgot he existed when the strange man showed up. Desmond foolishly speaking alerted them all to his presence once more. As everyone in the room locked their eyes on to Desmond he felt his balls get sucked back into his body.

Desmond was inside a book store with a werewolf, a strange man that could haunt the dreams of even a demon, and an assassin. Knowing information that he was not supposed to know the word fucked could not even begin to describe how much trouble he was in.

As everyone was looking at Desmond making him clench his anus even tighter the strange man laughed breaking the tension in the room, but not by much for Desmond.

"Oops, that's my bad, well theirs no point of hiding it now. Yes, she is an assassin the kind that will take any job and gets paid money to kill people. Yes, she is very good at her job and yes you should be shitting yourself right about now".

Desmond was literally about to do as the strange man said he could already fool something trying to poke out of his butt. While Desmond was on the verge of shitting himself Seraphine turned away from Desmond and gave the strange man a cold soulless glare.

Seraphine's face was expressionless and no one could see the face of the strange man, but you could feel the air in the room drop a few degrees as the two stared each other down.

The stare down didn't last long until the strange man caved "fine I'll clean up my mess mom". The strange man said sarcastically.

As the strange man took a step towards Desmond he felt as though he was going to lose control of his bowls. For some reason instinctively Desmond sought refuge behind Seraphine for protection, despite him knowing he was going to die because he knew her secret.

As Desmond cowered in fear behind Seraphine the strange man's footsteps echoed out towards his end.