Before I Wake
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No. I sank onto the arm of my fathers recliner. We have an agreement and a bunch of pointless threats. If youre going to talk, start now. I have no idea how long itll be before Madeline checks in.
So, should I just make myself at home, like company? Thane started toward the living room, but Nash stepped into his path.
No, you should stay right where you are, or my estranged brother and I will settle our differences by seeing who can break more of your bones.
Tod glanced at him, brows raised. You want to settle our differences?
Nash frowned. No, I want to break every bone in his body, and I didnt think youd let me do it alone.
Tod nodded. Good call.
Thane glanced at me, brows arched over empty white eyes. Are they always like this?
I shrugged. Sometimes theyre less subtle. Lets get this thing moving.
Thane nodded. What do you want to know?
Who killed Scott? Nash demanded. That wasnt where I would have started, but I couldnt blame him for jumping in, and honestly, I was glad to see him participating in something other than his own self-destruction.
That was me, but I was under orders, Thane said, leaning against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed over his chest. Like he was comfortable. Avari needed a form that would traumatize her, and psycho-boy fit the bill.
Howd he know wed go see Scott? I asked.
He didnt. He was going to bring the party to you, but Scott died with no shoes on, so Avari went looking for some in his room. Then you two showed up and saved him the trouble of hunting you down.
So it was a possession, then? Is that why he needed the shoes? I asked.
No. Hellions cant possess the dead. Avari figured out how to cross over. But that comes with both requirements and limitations.
Requirements? Tod said.
Souls, Thane said. A pair of them, specifically. One is to get him through the fog, like a ticket for a train ride. The other provides his physical form on the human plane. But heres the catch. That first onethe one that lets him cross overhas to be a resurrected soul.
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A RESURRECTED SOUL? Restored? Like mine? My chills were so strong I was starting to feel more like a corpse in refrigerated storage than a warm-blooded member of the undead.
Yes, or a reapers soul. Or anyone else whose soul has been restored. It has something to do with that process. I tried to find out more from the reanimation department, but those are the most closed-lipped sons of bitches youll ever meet. They just kept repeating the same line about proprietary processes and
So thats why he sent you after meand Mareth? Tods voice was deep, almost shaking with rage.
Thane nodded. Hes using my restored soul as we speak, but eventually hell use it upI get weaker every day he has itand hell have to replace it. But right now, hes just collecting them. Trying to corner the market before anyone else realizes theres a profit to be made. Hes an enterprising hellion who knows big business when he sees it.
By enterprising, of course he meant greedy.
Hes selling restored souls? Like a train-station ticket booth in the Netherworld.
Only a couple so far. I bet you can guess who the first one went to .
No, I But then suddenly I did. Belphegore. Thats how he got Heidis soul. And Merediths. He traded a resurrected soul for them.
For those two, and for several more. He can charge whatever he wants. Thats the beauty of a monopoly.
Wheres Mareth? Tod demanded.
I dont know, Thane said, and Nash huffed.
This isnt a good time to start lying, reaper.
Theres never a bad time to start lying, but Im telling the truth. I turned her over to Avari, but I didnt stick around to see what he did with her. He could have her in cold storage, with the rest of the collection, but if I had to guess, Id say he sold her. At a huge profit.
Who would he sell her to? I asked, trying not to think about the fact that Tod could have easily been taken instead of Mareth. As could I.
Thane shrugged again. Could be anyone. There are hundreds of other hellions in the Netherworld, and every one of them would pay anything for a single day spent on this plane. Avari has what they need to cross over. The prize goes to the highest bidder. And the demand far exceeds the supply.
And every time Madeline sent an extractor after Avari, she was just giving him another ticket to sell, I said, unable to purge horror from my voice.
He found that irony especially satisfying.
So, why hasnt he taken me? I asked, and Thane frowned like he didnt understand the question. Im not a fighter. If he could take the other extractors so easily, why hasnt he done the same with me?
He will. Youre part of the long game, Thane said. Until then, hes playing with you. I think he wants to see just how deep your noble streak runs. He wants to see if youll really turn yourself in to save everyone else you love. While you resist, he feeds from your guilt and angst over the deaths you could have prevented. Once you give in, hell be able to feed from you directly. Thane shrugged. He cant lose.
So, should I just make myself at home, like company? Thane started toward the living room, but Nash stepped into his path.
No, you should stay right where you are, or my estranged brother and I will settle our differences by seeing who can break more of your bones.
Tod glanced at him, brows raised. You want to settle our differences?
Nash frowned. No, I want to break every bone in his body, and I didnt think youd let me do it alone.
Tod nodded. Good call.
Thane glanced at me, brows arched over empty white eyes. Are they always like this?
I shrugged. Sometimes theyre less subtle. Lets get this thing moving.
Thane nodded. What do you want to know?
Who killed Scott? Nash demanded. That wasnt where I would have started, but I couldnt blame him for jumping in, and honestly, I was glad to see him participating in something other than his own self-destruction.
That was me, but I was under orders, Thane said, leaning against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed over his chest. Like he was comfortable. Avari needed a form that would traumatize her, and psycho-boy fit the bill.
Howd he know wed go see Scott? I asked.
He didnt. He was going to bring the party to you, but Scott died with no shoes on, so Avari went looking for some in his room. Then you two showed up and saved him the trouble of hunting you down.
So it was a possession, then? Is that why he needed the shoes? I asked.
No. Hellions cant possess the dead. Avari figured out how to cross over. But that comes with both requirements and limitations.
Requirements? Tod said.
Souls, Thane said. A pair of them, specifically. One is to get him through the fog, like a ticket for a train ride. The other provides his physical form on the human plane. But heres the catch. That first onethe one that lets him cross overhas to be a resurrected soul.
15
A RESURRECTED SOUL? Restored? Like mine? My chills were so strong I was starting to feel more like a corpse in refrigerated storage than a warm-blooded member of the undead.
Yes, or a reapers soul. Or anyone else whose soul has been restored. It has something to do with that process. I tried to find out more from the reanimation department, but those are the most closed-lipped sons of bitches youll ever meet. They just kept repeating the same line about proprietary processes and
So thats why he sent you after meand Mareth? Tods voice was deep, almost shaking with rage.
Thane nodded. Hes using my restored soul as we speak, but eventually hell use it upI get weaker every day he has itand hell have to replace it. But right now, hes just collecting them. Trying to corner the market before anyone else realizes theres a profit to be made. Hes an enterprising hellion who knows big business when he sees it.
By enterprising, of course he meant greedy.
Hes selling restored souls? Like a train-station ticket booth in the Netherworld.
Only a couple so far. I bet you can guess who the first one went to .
No, I But then suddenly I did. Belphegore. Thats how he got Heidis soul. And Merediths. He traded a resurrected soul for them.
For those two, and for several more. He can charge whatever he wants. Thats the beauty of a monopoly.
Wheres Mareth? Tod demanded.
I dont know, Thane said, and Nash huffed.
This isnt a good time to start lying, reaper.
Theres never a bad time to start lying, but Im telling the truth. I turned her over to Avari, but I didnt stick around to see what he did with her. He could have her in cold storage, with the rest of the collection, but if I had to guess, Id say he sold her. At a huge profit.
Who would he sell her to? I asked, trying not to think about the fact that Tod could have easily been taken instead of Mareth. As could I.
Thane shrugged again. Could be anyone. There are hundreds of other hellions in the Netherworld, and every one of them would pay anything for a single day spent on this plane. Avari has what they need to cross over. The prize goes to the highest bidder. And the demand far exceeds the supply.
And every time Madeline sent an extractor after Avari, she was just giving him another ticket to sell, I said, unable to purge horror from my voice.
He found that irony especially satisfying.
So, why hasnt he taken me? I asked, and Thane frowned like he didnt understand the question. Im not a fighter. If he could take the other extractors so easily, why hasnt he done the same with me?
He will. Youre part of the long game, Thane said. Until then, hes playing with you. I think he wants to see just how deep your noble streak runs. He wants to see if youll really turn yourself in to save everyone else you love. While you resist, he feeds from your guilt and angst over the deaths you could have prevented. Once you give in, hell be able to feed from you directly. Thane shrugged. He cant lose.
