AmandaMadden

Van Thomas has just inherited a house from his late grandparents in the countryside and has moved into it--only to realize the house is a rather popular resort that serves all kinds of customers all year round. As the owner and manager of the building, he realizes that the inn caters to an unusual clientele, and has an even more unique staff. His secretary is named Daji. A pirate named Waverly Leviathan with   resemblance to Poseidon often stays. Daji's nephew often stays and calls himself Sun Wukong. A novelist and screenwriter, Athena, is working on a masterpiece. Then there's the CEO named Odin and his twin sons named Loki. Could these mythological connections be more than coincidence?

The Wendigo Inn

These Mothmen just want to mess with us.

Daji grips my arm. "And I've had enough of him being in a child's guise. It's time to end the nightmare. YOU will leave us alone."

The Mothmen's wings beat fast and furious, like thunder, and that horrible screeching sound splits the air. Gram Adella shouts from inside, "What is all that racket? You call that noise music? You're going to give everyone on the block a headache!"

I call out in my little-boy-Dad voice, "Grandma, it's just the neighborhood kids messing around. Why don't I come in for dinner?"

Daji grabs my hand, and I notice she now appears to be a cute little girl with pigtails wearing a T-shirt with a fox on it. "Come on. We're wasting our time."

Chapter 153: Us, Judases?