How I Disappear

Chapter 3: Hello

          Abaddon stood before the door marked 211, scanning the building. This was the address Lucifer had given him. Abaddon stepped across the cracked walkway, knocked on the door, and waited. Seconds later a small panel on the door  slid open, revealing a pair of thin, angry eyes, and a raspy voice said:

          "Get the Hell out of- Oh! It's you Abaddon. Come on in."

          The panel slid closed, Abaddon heard locks being switched, and the door opened, revealing a tall man with gray, wispy hair, smiling devilishly at Abaddon, holding out his hand.

          Abaddon took his hand, shook it, and sais, "Hello Saleos, haven't seen you since the Annabelle incident, whatever happened to the doll?"

          "I'm not sure, some human lady got hold of it, please come in."

          Saleos stepped aside and opened the door further, allowing Abaddon to enter.

          "So is it true?" said Saleos, closing the door behind him.

          "What?" asked Abaddon, turning to face him.

          "What Lucifer said. Were you really able to forge your own meat uit?" asked Saleos, a look of fascination on his vessel's face.

          "Yes, it's taken 66 years, but yes, I've managed to. Now I am immune to human exorcism prayers."

          "Well that's marvelous, now we can continue our mission, which we would have accomplished if nor for those damned priests."

          "Yes, I was going to ask you, where can I find those holy bastards? I'd very much like to meet them again. Share the 'joy' of my return."

          Saleos smirked, "I thought you would. I took the liberty of tracking down the eleven priests responsible for your 1949 incarceration, only three of them are still alive, unfortunately, but you must see, it has been 66 years. Humans are very fragile, some of them don't make it as far as others, and none of them grow to be as old as they used to, some of us remember when ma lived over 900 years before dying. Anyway, Abaddon, here's a list of their names and addresses, help yourself."

          Abaddon took the small paper, and scrawled over it were three names and three addresses.

          "I'll be back." said Abaddon, and he stepped out the door.

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          Hunter place the last book of the keys of Candor series on the shelf as her wristwatch alarm went off, her shift was over. She walked into the break room and hung up her apron, grabbing her coat and brushing that singke annoying strand of hair from her face.

          As she walked out the door after shouting a quick "bye" to Ernie, the elderly owner of Ernie's Books, she checked her cellphone and texted her mom to tell her she was coming home. She felt her shoulder be pushed back as she bumped into someone.

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          Abaddon felt his shoulder be pushed back as he bumped into someone, he looked up from the first address, and found himself looking down into the bright green eyes of a beautiful girl.

         "Pardon me." he said, smiling, "Sorry about that."

         She half-smiled up at him and said, "I-It's okay, I wasn't watching where I was going, I'm sorry."

         "It's alright, neither was I...er, you wouldn't happen to know where Somerset Boulevard is, would you?" said Abaddon, slightly confused, dazed, and unable to understand how he was feeling at that moment. The girl smiled nervously up at him and said, "Uh...yeah, it's the west end of town, a block past Hargrave, I can show you if you want."

          "That'd be great, thank you." said Abaddon, smiling.

          "I'm Hunter," she said, holding out her hand. Abaddon shook her hand, responding, "Abaddon, and it's nice to meet you."

          "Nice to meet you too." she said, "Anyway, uh...Somerset, um...follow me." Hunter smiled nervously and began slowly walking down the street, Abaddon followed.