The god complex (Book one of The Devil's Daughter trilogy)

Chapter twenty-five.

My time spend in the dungeon blurs together as my body lays motionless and broken, I lay there cast off to the side in my filth. My body does what it needs to and I can do nothing but lay there and take it, and late at night when I can not sleep a dark thought webs its way into my mind. I want to die. Luna enters the dungeon late that night with a knife in her hand, she swings it around and gets close to Daye and then slices into his leg, the pain wakes him with a scream but he can't move. She has him chained against the wall across from me so he can watch me suffer. She smiles in my face before she leaves and then she spits on me and laughs, he calls out for me in the night time but all I can think is, I want to die.

We drive around down town Dallas searching for something but I don't know what, it's been so long since I've been here everything seems different, the city , the people, everything has grown.

"What are we looking for Fire?" His voice holds questions but he won't ask them because he knows how much it angers me when he questions my methods.

"I don't know if this place even exists anymore." All I can picture is a new cabin somewhere in Dallas or near but not the name. "I know that its a cabin but it was brand new when I saw it, it was a friend of my mom's place."

"Google it then," he pulls out his phone from his pocket and hands it to me. I pull up the search engine and google cabin in Dallas. I get a hit on The Sharrock Cabin, an old building in Oak cliff, I click on the link and there it is. The cabin I went to with my mother to visit a friend of her's when I was considered young in the face but I was already older than the discovery of America. My memory overtakes me and I see flashes of me dancing with a face I don't quite remember but seems familiar, a band plays in the corner and I hear my mother laugh over it, she hadn't laughed like that in a while.

"It's a cabin and it's in bad shape, it doesn't look like anyone lives there now but we need to go there." Night nods and starts toward Oak cliff and this cabin that could hold all the answers while my thoughts linger toward that book that Melody had. The God Complex, apparently a fictitious story about the Devil's daughter and her journey across America in search for truth about herself. I type in the title and it takes me to an author's website, some woman named Aerial Castillo. The book is part of an unfinished series, the book only became popular after her death about a year ago; the first book in a trilogy that will never be finished. Or maybe it already is and this woman knew something I didn't about myself.

"Tell me where I'm going Fire." I want to tell him to go to the cabin but I need to know what this woman knows even if she is dead. I click on her bio and it states she lives down town with her sister in an apartment complex, shouldn't be too hard to find her. "Fire," he closes in on the exit and I tell him to go straight, back towards down town. He grunts because he knows something is up but I have to find the sister and see if she knows anything about me. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere." I leave him with more questions on his mind then when we started this morning. I google the sister and find out that she is still living in the same apartment, The Davis building. I give directions to Night as we close in on this lead that could give me information on all of this. "Turn there."

"Who are we looking for?" He knows me all too well, I completely forgot to look up the sister's name. I open up the story on Aerial's death and see her sisters name, Moriah. "How are we even going to get in the building?" He pulls into the parking lot across the street and exits the car.

"Easy." I say as I twist up my hair into a bun and tie it up high on my head. "Follow my lead." We cross the street and enter the building, a big open area greets us as we step through the door. Columns follow us down the way as we make our way to the front desk. "Hi there, I'm here to speak with Moriah Castillo. I'm the publisher of her sister's book and need to talk to her about movie rights." The man at the counter nods at Night then looks back at me. "Him? He's with me, he owns the movie company."