Mr Edelman

We were looking at the house from outside, it was still dark. A horrifying being is waiting for us inside.

"What should we do?" Jack asked.

"I don't know."

"Should we call the police?"

"I don't know. This is all damn confusing."

In all this shit, I didn't notice one thing.

"Jack?"

"What?"

"What-t happened to you dude?

"What do mean?"

"Look at yourself."

Jack looked at his arms, his muscles grew little bigger, he also looked taller than before.

"Damn! I didn't notice it." Jack was awestruck.

"You know what? Let's call the police."

"What should we tell them?"

"Burglary."

"About the creature."

"We go in there, there is a chance it kills us. If police go in, at least we will have some proof. They got guns, you know."

"I left my phone in my room."

"I have mine."

...

The police arrived after a few minutes. They checked the house, the creature was gone. The creature was not found inside, looks like it left. Jack's damaged room supported the burglary report. The officers sealed the house and two of them took us back to the police station to collect our statements.

We did as planned, we told them that two strange men with masks intrude into the house; through the room's window.

I heard him scream, ran upstairs and broke the door. They attacked us and successfully defended ourselves, we ran out of the house and called the police. Rest of it they already know.

The police called our parents. They were mortified after hearing the news, we were told to stay at the Police station until Mr Edelman, my neighbour picks us up and they will be back as soon as possible.

Mr Edelman was an old combat veteran and car lover in his sixties.

Now we are in the waiting area, waiting for Mr Edelman. I looked at Jack and asked, "What the hell was that?"

Jack massaged his forehead and said, "I don't know."

"Anything about it in the book?"

"Maybe, but the rest of the pages are pretty damaged."

"Fuck."

We didn't speak about anything after that, just sat there in silence, waiting.

Mr Edelman arrived there in about half an hour. The officer talked to him about something then just let us go with him.

We were at the parking lot in from Mr Edelman's car. It was an old black 69 Camaro. But still looked new, he sure loves his cars.

"Boys get in."

........

Mr Edelman took us to his house. He told us that our parents told us both to stay with him until they come back. We are currently in the living room while he is in the kitchen preparing tea. Jack was getting a headache out of all this shit.

I looked at Jack, we didn't speak to each other since we were at the police station.

"Jack, what was that?"

"I don't know. This is crazy, this is all crazy. That ritual, that zombie looking thing."

"Is this some kind of wrath of gods? Like Zeus or Aphrodite behind this."

By this time, I don't have any doubt that this shit is real.

"Maybe not." Jack answered, "Zeus personality according to the book is that of a man child. He would rather fight directly and Aphrodite doesn't prefer violence."

So, not any one of them.

"What about other gods?"

"Ares is a direct fighter, not him. Athena? Maybe her."

"Athena? Tell me about her."

"You don't know. Greek mythology is damn popular in pop culture."

"Just tell me about her."

Jack sighed and continued, "Athena is the Goddess of wisdom and war. Unlike her brother Ares; who is a straight-up fighter, she more strategic. Combined with her wisdom, she is one of the highest gods in the pantheon."

"Strategic? She sent zombies to kill you."

"Maybe not her."

"Not her? Then who?"

"If gods are as powerful as the book depicts, we would already be dead. It's someone else."

"Fuck all this."

I facepalmed myself, this is crazy. Wait? I didn't notice but Jack has been surprisingly calm, normally he would be having a panic attack. The ritual changed him somehow.

"Boys, language."

Someone shouted from behind us. It was Mr Edelman with a tray with cups of tea in his hand.

I apologized to him. We drank tea together, he asked us about our encounter with the burglars. We told him our made-up story, looks like he didn't catch our lie.

After a few hours, Mr Edelman went for grocery shopping leaving us alone. We couldn't go back to Jack's house as it's sealed.

Jack and I were back in the living room discussing our next move.

"What should we do now?" I asked.

"We cannot go back to my house, it's sealed."

"About the zombies? What if there are more zombies in the town."

"It's possible, they may try to kill us later. We don't have any way to defend against them."

"We do."

"What do you mean?"

"Your powers."

"My powers?"

"Dude, you can basically use telekinesis. You were able to throw that zombie, rip the damn door apart."

"Whatever it is, I got tired after that. I think I reached my limit. We need a plan."

Damn, what could we do now? The ritual.....

"The ritual?"

"What?"

"Use the ritual on me."

"We already have enough trouble. One more vark would bring more."

"We better as well take the chance or we will be eaten by the zombies."

Jack sighed and said, "Okay, but translations are in my house."

"No need, I have the chant on my phone."

"Now we need candles."

"Let Mr Edelman come back. Who knows where keeps his candles."