The Enchantments: Book 2 - The Key of Gandar

Chapter 30: Return to the Gates

The hospital room lay in darkness as the weak sounds of the monitors blinked in the stillness of the night. Sounds of shoes softly clapping on the linoleum floor resonated through the hallways as the unknown figure entered the room. Standing only as a silhouette against the dim light from the hallway the figure slowly walked into the room and stood just over the sleeping person in the bed.

"You better have a good explanation for coming here in the night!' Came a harsh voice whispering behind them. A small weapon poked savagely into their back.

"Please forgive my intrusion but I had to come." The voice said confidently.

The lights suddenly blazed brightly as Simeneon waited for the figure to turn to face her, he did.

"Professor Tweedle, what in the blue blazes are you doing here at this time of the night, I almost killed you," Simeneon said with a flutter.

"I'm sorry my dear but it couldn't be helped. This was the only time I could see you alone. I'm sorry for your friend, I do hope he comes out of his coma soon." The professor turned to look at the ashen face of Fin in the hospital bed.

"The doctors give him a fifty-fifty chance of survival." Simeneon joined him at the side of the bed. "He fell long ways down from the lighthouse. It was a good thing he bounced off the roof; if his momentum had been any greater he would have been killed instantly."

The professor and herself looked emotionally down at the bed for a minute until the professor broke the silence. "I'm ashamed that I put you into such peril with my information, but you must understand that this whole event is bigger than you could ever imagine. You must take warning that there are many people keeping an eye on your progress."

"What do you mean... others?" She asked confused.

"You will find out at a later date."

"Listen, Professor, the last few months my friends and I have been shot at, beaten up and down right treated badly. If you're not going to be forthcoming with all the information then I suggest you leave now." She turned from the old man and walked to the other side of the bed.

"Believe me, Miss Enchantment, if I could tell you what is really going on around you, you would be looking over your shoulder at every turn. At this point, the others are sitting back and waiting for something to happen that I have not yet figured out. All I can say to you is to be careful and to return the urn of Gandar to its final resting place as soon as possible."

"Why should I rush, Roudem and his minions will just be waiting for us at the Gates of Malistof!" Simeneon shot forth.

"Heldom's henchmen are in disarray since the demise of Roudem."

"How do you know that?" Simeneon asked.

The doctor sighed deeply and walked back towards the door. "There is one thing that I have been unable to tell you until this point. Ten years ago I lost my son, or at least I thought I did. It turns out he wasn't dead after all. You see Simeneon Roudem is my son; I lost him to evil and have never been able to come to grips with that until now."

"So you created Roudem!"

"In an indirect route, I guess I did." The professor sighed again.

"Well don't worry professor, in an indirect way I created Sly." She looked at him and smiled. "So tell me professor is Roudem dead."

"No, he's just incapacitated for the moment. But it won't be long until they have organized again. You must get to the gates immediately!" The professor insisted.