Chapter Nine: The Lure of Hell and Demons

Jonah sat in his chair in the library staring at the wall of books for at least 20 minutes. He had written down the same sentence twice and could no longer recall which subject he was even supposed to be studying. Nick chuckled to himself and threw a pen at Jonah hitting him square in the chest.

“Dude!” Jonah cried in a hushed voice. He grabbed the pen and threw it back at Nick who caught it effortlessly.

“What are you doing, man? You were supposed to finish that assignment before class tonight and you’ve written down two sentences,” Nick exclaimed leaning over to view the paper in front of Jonah, “which are the exact same sentence. What’s up?”

Jonah looked around to make sure no one was listening to their conversation but no one was even close enough to hear them if they talked in a whisper. He leaned in closer to Nick who leaned back, still chuckling slightly.