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

The next morning over coffee, Dad stares at me, a slack-jawed statue.

"Van, if this is some kind of a joke ..."

Mom touches his arm. "It's not a joke. He wouldn't pull that kind of a prank. Neither would Daji. And everything in their story rings true."

"Davina, what the h*ll are you saying?" Dad bursts out.

Dad leaps up, spilling his coffee, the black running in inky streams from his cup. "Think about what? That my parents lost their minds and went off to some old junk shop to buy a cursed object that got them killed? And that no one around here, not one omnipotent god, knew or cared to know what happened to them?"

Daji huffs. "We searched for answers. Not as hard as we could have, but we searched. The dark powers of the Consortium are very effective at cloaking the truth. Even gods sometimes need time to peer through the veil."

Chapter 158: I Give My Parents a Rude Awakening