His Dark Obsession

28. In the Crypt

ZEDKIEL.

“Maybe if I can get in and try to see if something is stuck…” Zlahra says, falling to her knees and peering into the tiny opening.

“None of us are going to fit down there.” I say, unease filling me.

“And you may be the smallest of us all, but I think you forget that your ass is far from tiny.” Kash says bending down beside her.

“Piss off.” She hisses, shoving him right where he’s injured.

He curses as he clutches his shoulder and looks forward again.

“Force won’t work. The building is in ruins.” Ziahra says, looking up.

“Let’s try to pry it open.” I suggest, letting go of Evelyn’s hand as she steps back silently.

It takes the four of us to pry the sandstone entrance open, pulling and pushing the rocks that should have repositioned themselves.

I hear something crack and break and the stones begin moving again and we all move back.

“Thank the gods,” Ziahra says.

“More like us for getting it working. You were giving up hope, remember?” Kash reminds her arrogantly.

“I doubt you did any of the hard work. You’re pretty useless with that injury.” She taunts him back as she edges forward.

That darkness I can feel, the chilling, sinister vibe of this place growing stronger.

“Should we draw straws to see who goes first?” Kash mocks and exhales done with his antics.

Can he not feel the evil? He smirks as he pushes past me.

“I’ll lead.” He offers, brushing past Ziahra who was about to take her first step. He smirks mockingly at her.

“I do hope you fall and break that face of yours.” She sneers.

“You sure you want to ruin this face?”

What the fuck is with these two?

He confidently takes the first few steps. Ziahra steps onto the first step slowly, the stone crumbling from beneath her feet.

hand?” Kash asks, looking

brow. “No, I’m perfectly fine. Don’t

is down here should be scared of having to be in your presence.” Kash shoots back. “Even the dead would

push you.”

for balance, and I

then back at the entrance, the

Kash down, her

next,

going to be ok.” I tell

She nods.

I don’t let go of Evelyn, who is

says a single word, and torches held in sconces come alive, bathing the entire

clear that we are not just in any room, but

as we stare at the twelve tombs that fill the room. Each one sits on a

sealed, yet one is open, the lid leaning

will be putting me in there?” Evelyn asks, and for the first time, I think I see

to the altar that overlooks the

lighting some old candles that sat to

doing magic in a crypt?

something as cheap as magic.”

can’t really stop

down here instead of her.” She shoots back, her eyes darting to the tombs. “That one there looks cosy and it has your name all over it.” She taunts him, giving him a scathing look before she turns back to what

picturing that puts him off. His gaze flickers to Evelyn and t think I see the flash of sympathy

notices the large black stone coffin

got on the tomb… Was there a time when this place

beneath the surface, the air is heavy and

Ziahra remarks, as she finishes what she’s

a brow. “You really are coated in sugar, aren’t you?”

covered in spiders and who knows what else, if you don’t shut

two stop fucking bickering!” I growl,

and stress I’m feeling aren’t helping

and turns to the

“Gray…”

have a name

I’d have to give him one for her lack

head to acknowledge that