"So, tell me about Ellie's aunt," Helen said to her companion after a time.
"Mrs. Gladstone? She was a fine lady, she was," Mister replied with a broad smile that Helen could see clearly in the wan illumination from the brazier. "So was Mr. Gladstone, God rest 'im. He died from the Spanish Flu back in '18. Same thing what took 'is daddy." He shook his head sadly.
"That was a very dark time," Helen commiserated. "Many people lost loved ones
"I can handle this," Mister said to Jack after Ellie and Shanuda had moved a little ways off. "If you would go keep an eye on Miss Ellie." Jack looked at the negro.
"You sure you want to stay out here all alone?" the ex-Legionnarie asked and pointed at Helen and JD. "Baby-sitting these two?" Mister nodded.
"Miss Ellie wants me to stay here," he explained, "and I want somebody to go keep an eye on her."
"Right,"
Keeping one eye on Jack, JD, and Shanuda and her gun on the mysterious dark man, Helen sidled over to where Ellie and Mister had been cowering and whispered. "I don't see an altar; do you?" There was no response and she risked taking her eyes off the chaos in front of her to look over her shoulder.
Ellie and Mister were both gone.
"Heck if he is some all-powerful being we don't stand much of a chance," Jack said in slow, depressed voice, that reminded JD
They descended the second set of stairs with some difficulty - they were impossibly steep, worn down by the millennia that had passed since their creation, and coated with a greasy soup of mold and filth - but eventually they reached the bottom to find yet more fetor-belching tunnels. This time, however, through the limitless reaches of that warren they could spy the dim, ruddy glow of some far-off light and breathlessly, they crept toward it. The hellish glow led them eventually, via a series of
When Ellie screamed, Helen practically jumped out of her skin. She had been very edgy the entire time - more nervous than seemed common for her - and the sudden shriek from Ellie was the tipping point. She stepped reflexively away from Ellie, backing into JD and almost dropping her flashlight in the process. Professor Button steadied her until she'd regained her footing, but as he did, his attention was fixed on the cracked, ancient statues.
"Is this what you've been seeing, Ellie,"
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