PRESENT
2020
6 DAYS LEFT
“That thing had been a person?” Jenarius snapped in shock.
Harvey and Angel both flinched.
“Hold on…” Angel said, but she was smiling. “The Mist’s real name is Thomas?”
He glared at her as she tilted her head back and laughed.
In the corner, Javier watched them with a smile.
“Thomas,” she snorted, “oh, Lord. Now I’m just ashamed.”
Jenarius groaned in annoyance and palmed his face.
“Angel, focus,” he said.
“Right,” she tried to kill her smile but then her mouth twitched uncontrollably. “So, we can kill Thomas.”
Javier snickered, too, and Harvey had already joined in the giggling. Jenarius took a step closer to the wall and studied it.
“How did it happen?” he asked. “How did he get possessed?”
The laughter in the room died in an instant.
He didn’t have to turn around to know how serious everything had just gotten. The air shifted. It was time for answers.