Chapter 3-Permeating Harry's Dreams
Odd knew he had to get to someone and fast. He didn't know who or what he was dealing with, but whatever had reanimated him wasn't anything worth toying with or angering. He tried to get people's attention but it was as if they saw right through him.
'Oh great. So, now I'm the living dead. Magnificent. Either that or a ghost of some sort.', he mused to himself, currently not pleased with his condition. Then again, who would be ?
Odd noticed someone having unbelievable, even incredible luck with a one-armed bandit. It was almost as if he didn't have to do anything in order to win but just touch the machine and it would spit out obligitory tokens. He had never seen anything so incredible before. He was certain that this particular man was special, but he wasn't sure of how. The man in black took his winnings to the counter and cashed in before he was sucked in by any other tempting games the casino offered.
'Enigmatic and strategic. This man is really a class act.', Odd thought to himself, studying the unusual person closer. He went to see a magic act, which he laughed and scoffed at mostly, viewed a very intense and lovely performance of Circe de Soleil's latest and then retreated to his room to rest for the night. Since he knew the mind was more susceptible to the supernatural and ethereal than in waking life.
Harry had been experiencing a very pleasant dream until he was approached by Odd.
'You're not Angelina Jolie !', Harry said, disappointed that his fantasy had dissipated so rapidly.
'What I have to say is more important than all of your fantasies put together. My name is Odd Thomas. I'm in a state of suspended animation but I am not sure who was able to make me that way. I don't know who's behind it but seeing and observing your natural talents I had to come to the conclusion that you might in fact, be magical yourself.', Odd said.
'I have heard of you Odd. Name's Harry, and your deduction was flawless. I am, in fact, a warlock. Not the maniacal, pyschotic types so aptly portrayed in film and fantasy literature, but I do think that you do have a warlock problem.', Harry said. He had mentioned that he felt Odd's presense before and knew he was around. He was sensitive to such paranormal happenstances that it came as 'normal' and 'natural' for him. Odd could definitely relate.
'I'm going to do a bit of digging. Inasmuch as I don't want to cut into my vacation time, I am going to anyway. I feel if I don't it could be catastrophic. Warlocks are one entity you don't want to piss off.', Harry said. With that, the two had left and begun combing the area for potential suspects. Many weren't very accepting of being profiled but most understood that this was part of 'police business' and mainly for the safety of the general public.