An hour later, Michael and I left Cornelius, Knowles, Longinus and Miri in a heated discussion. I didn’t have anything more to add. All that talk about Lost Ones and someone Pure of Heart and the blood of a god - it made my head spin.
Before, I thought I knew it all. Thought I knew all about Hell, even though I knew I didn’t know much about Heaven - but now it felt like I didn’t know anything at all.
We walked toward the back of the cemetery, where we’d had lunch earlier. Except it wasn’t today anymore - it had to be two or three in the morning. I looked into the sky, searching for the moon, for the coming sun - anything to ground me in this moment. But storm clouds hid the moon from view.
Michael tightened his grip on my hand, swallowing it up in his large, strong one. A thrill shot through my arm and all the way down my spine.