Graveyard Watchman
The three of them say nothing, so I keep going.
"I didn't even remember I had the dream until Dominic saw me tracing her name on a sheet of paper." I glance up at him as his fingers squeeze my hand again, looking stoically ahead.
"Did the demon identify itself?" the female asks.
I look over to her, wiping away another fallen tear from my cheek. "Yes," I answer. "She said her name was Deumus."
The council members immediately turn their heads to one another, whispering words I can't make out. Dominic lets go of my hand, wrapping his arm around my back, his movement pulling my thoughts away, and I look up.
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