“I’m sorry.” as Tayden spoke, the young man was sure he saw a glow form around his body. He was sure for a moment he was talking to an angel, “What’s your name?”
“Jason. Jason Hill” the young man’s hand shook a little as he pushed it through his blond hair.
“Now do you know what happened here?”
“No, I- no.” The boy paused holding back a flow of emotions, “Look, I was on my way home to visit my parents. Things didn’t end on the best terms, ya know? When I got here the place was a ghost town. Finally I see someone, looks to be hut in the street, but it was dark, I couldn’t fully see. When I got to him, he was only the upper half of a police officer. Just the upper half, but he lived, was a monster of some sort. Then they came out of the woodwork. They flipped my pickup before I could hit the road, trapping me here. As I ran away I tripped over the officer’s legs and was able to arm myself with his gun and nightstick. There were so many of them, so many. I- They.”
Jason dropped o his knees in tears, Tayden used his power to comfort him as much he could.
Priest wiped sweet from his forehead, for at least a moment the room sopped spinning. He felt strong again. He joined Dirk in boarding up the door.
“At least one of you sissy’s is gonna stop crying and help protect the place.” Dirk mumbled, not fazing the large build man, “How you even standing? A minute ago you looked like the worse hang over I’d ever seen.”
“My body has immunities to diseases YOU have never seen.” Priest rubbed his wound, “I, (he paused, unsure of himself) should be just fine.”
