Faith’s blog – new shiny. Just for funzies, y’all
A hand entered the screen and pulled on the latch. The back of van door opened. Inside was a massive collection vessel. He silently closed the door and checked another. In it were four midsized containment vessels.
Peg closed the door. The image shifted. Entering alley—”
His voice stopped. The camera showed a scene on the right side of the church. Bodies in various stages of slaughter, all dead. The blood still bright on the white snow. Silently Peg slipped around and out of the area, down the block. “You see that?” he asked.
“Affirmative,” EJ said.
“Four? All adults?”
“Four heads. Didn’t count limbs.”
Because some demons ate heads. Some ate hearts and torsos. Could have been more than four killed.
“Peg, were there signs of ritual?”
“No. Possible that something got away.”
“So we have demons lose in the community.”
“Or they got them back. There are enough collection and containment vessels to sweep in most anything except another Leviathan.