When we walked into the church the priest I knew was no where in sight. "Father Kellin!" I yelled, there was no answer. "Father Kellin! Hey Father! Dad!"
"Stop screaming child, I hear ya. Lord and Heaven hears ya. Everybody hears ya. Do you need consort?" Father Kellin said, coming out of nowhere as far as I could tell.
I shook my head, "No, just a vision. What do I need to play with to see?"
"Now how am I supposed to know. You're the seer. Just go pray," he said taking Spot's hand and leading him to the basement to be cleansed. I went around fingering the altars, and stopped in the center aisle.
"This is stupid…he was kidding," I said as I knelt in front of the cross and began to pray. It hurt, but after a while I couldn't feel anything. I blacked out.
Everything seemed to be in slow motion; I saw Spot being attacked. I saw the attacker. It was a Dekay demon, pretty strong, but not very witty. Easily taken care of. I heard faint screams, which brought me back. I opened my eyes.
Spot was standing over me, pale with terror. Father Kellin was holding my head in place. Everything looked dark, like I wore sunglasses. And my throat hurt a bit.
I got up and looked around. I wiped my eyes; the blood on my hands told me that my vision was bad. Which means it's worse than I thought, Spot started to hyperventilate. I put my hands on his shoulders and cocked my head, "Calm down," I said.
"Your eyes is black." I nodded. "You'se was bleedin'." I nodded again. "You were screamin'." I bit my lip. I was? Hmm. I nodded again. "You'se Ok?" I smiled at him. My vision cleared and he relaxed.
"Let's go Pup. Thanks Father," I said as I popped some change in the donation box. We left.
"Dat was odd." I smiled again and nodded, "Does it hoit?"
"Where I was, no. But it hurts my body. I didn't know I was screaming." We walked in silence the rest of the way. How do I save you boy friend? Friend? Oh God, Spot my friend. When did that happen? Damn, so much for no connection. I rolled my eyes. Maybe I can get him to let go of that cane. I laughed out loud. He looked over and stared at me like I was a dancing frog. I stopped and laughed harder at the situation. He smiled and let out something that resembled a laugh. I hooked my arm around his neck, and he put his arm around my waist. I gave him a knoggie to ruin the bonding moment and took off down the street. He chased after me.