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I haven't written anything in forever, but I did manage to get down a good little scene the other day. Wait. That didn't make sense. What I'm trying to say is that I was ridiculously bored in Lit class last week so I wrote actual interesting literature called A Scene From The Great Funnel. You know, that one book I'm writing. Yes. That one.
Warning: I still have not decided on "Satan's" name. Yes. His name could be Satan. But I'm trying not to conform to one belief. I'm making up my own names/titles/things/crap. The point is, ignore the little writer's notes (my notes). You'll know what I'm talking about.
At this point in the story, Matthew (MC) and Hannah (the dead girl he can see) have just been summoned into Hell for the first time by Devastation (the Demon Keeper boss).
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“Get behind me,” I said. But she didn’t move, so I put a hand behind me and shoved her out of sight of Devastation.
“It does not matter where she stands. I can see through you if I so choose. Surely you remember the power of being a Keeper,” Devastation spoke with elegant, yet frightening tones.
I shuffled my feet a little bit, wondering how much I still could not remember about my former life. I hated surprises, especially when the surprise was appearing in Hell. Apparently Hannah saw my nervous shuffle because she grasped onto my hand and squeezed it tight. It worked; my courage resurfaced and I lifted my head to look the demon square in his black eyes.
“You called me here. What do you want?” I asked.
His black eyes rolled back in their sockets and then resurfaced. “The [Satan’s name] has asked me to call you here because The Funnel needs your guidance.”
Hannah let out a giggle, but when I squeezed her hand the giggle turned into a cough.
Devastation’s jaw set firm in its position before he spoke, “This is the lone instance in which I agree with you, Spirit. I do not agree with the decision to employ a human to do this task, but the [Satan’s name] has commanded otherwise. I do not defy him.”
“So, if I am a mere human, why am I here?” I asked.
“Am I to understand that you do not recall your past life?” Devastation was surprised.
“Not all of it,” I answered.
With his jaw still set firm, he sighed heavily as his black eyes rolled back in their sockets again. When they resurfaced, his jaw slackened. “Rain,” he said harshly. After he spoke, another demon walked gracefully over to us and stood in front of Devastation with his hands behind his back and his head held high. “Bring me the book.”
Rain gave a slight bow of his head and walked away, only to disappear into thin air. A moment later, Rain reappeared holding a huge, black, leather bound book that looked as if it had been around for centuries. He walked back to Devastation and handed him the black book with a bow of his head. Before walking away, Rain looked at the book one last time as if he might never see it again, as if it were something to be treasured.
“This,” Devastation began, “is the Book of the Keepers. It holds all knowledge of past, present, and future Keepers. Some have turned out to be merely legends and myths, but most stand true to their foretelling. Yours, on the other hand,” he gave me a sharp look, “is beyond description.”
The demon boss hesitantly handed me the Book of the Keepers. I thought it would be heavy; I was right. As soon as he completely handed off the Book, I sunk under its weight and almost fell over. Hannah managed to catch me.
Nice scene! The Great Funnel sounds really cool.
ReplyDeleteAnd I definatly don't think college is awesome - I'm so glad I have 4 more years.. and then some until I have to start thinking about that.