Garlox quest

Chapter 45; Seefold.

Ursula was busy as always, cooking some steak, and swirling some shakes. 'Cleveman, I have absolutely no time for your nonesense today!' The inspector didn't pay any attention, and just took a seat at the bar. 'The usual please, two times.' Ursula couldn't be mad at the inspector. They had been through a lot together. 'Fine, but you better take atleast one bite.' The inspector mumbled, and lit a cigarette. 'Inspector, why do we have to eat here?' Gantius also took a seat at the bar, looking at the inspector who was looking tired. 'I just need to have a re-fill kid. We can see the crack later.' Gantius nodded, and patted the inspector on his back. 'I haven't seen that crack in a long time. Maybe.. It has returned?' The inspector shook his head, and put his cigarette out. 'I don't think so kid. If the only thing connecting these two worlds was Mex, there won't be a chance in the underworld that it's still there.' Gantius looked quite sad, he really wanted to share his thoughts with the other world. 'Maybe Inspector.. Maybe..' Carrying a full tray of food and snacks, Ursula put a plate down infront of Gantius and the Inspector. 'You know kid, you're right.. There might be a small chance... We should investigate immediately!' The inspector fixed his coat, and went out. 'He always does that!' Ursula said somewhat annoyed while taking an order at a different bench. 'I'm surprised that you still serve him.' Gantius tried to laugh it away, but he seemed to have hit a sensetive spot. 'It's not like that kid... You'll understand when you're older.' Gantius wanted to correct her, but it felt retty good to be called a kid again. 'I.. Should go..' Gantius felt his pockets, and pulled a wallet out. 'Here, I hope this will cover today's bill.' Somehwat emberassed, Gantius put the money on the bar, and quickly left the bar as well. 

'So, where is this crack, huh?' The inspector rubbed his chin, and looked around. 'No need to be so bossy. It should be you listening to me, instead of the other way around. It's not like I need you to figure it out.' The inspector looked rather surprised by Gantius' reaction. 'Two know more than one, right?'Gantius frowned, and crossed his arms. 'Fine, I guess. ... It's right this way.' Gantius walked over to the left hall of the temple, and removed a poster that was hanging there. 'I-I don't believe it!' The inspector hurried over, and saw a small crack , illuminating vivid colors. 'Is this it?' The inspector was standing next to Gantius. The light was reflecting on their faces. 'Y-yes.. I can't believe it!' Gantius quickly turned around, and closed the door. 'Where did I put it? Where did I put it..' From some shelve across from the crack, Gantius pulled a box filled with scrolls. 'I have been meaning to do that for such a long time.. I hope people still read them in the other world.' Gantius was about to empty the box in to the crack, but the inspector stopped him. 'Gantius, if I may... Can I read them first?' Gantius frowned, and shook his head. 'It's nothing you don't know already. Just Garlox' story.' The inspector grabbed Gantius' hand firmly, and asked again. 'Can I read them first?' Gantius frowned angrily, and freed himself from the inspectors grip. 'Hey! What gives man, I already told you-- it's nothing you don't know already!' The inspector quickly took the box out of Gantius' hands. 'But at this rate it's evidence. So I'm authorised to see it.' Gantius tried to get the box back. But the inspector was too tall to reach. 'My people need me! You have to let me spread the word of Garlox!' 'That's where you're wrong! Garlox isn't the one in need for help. Mex is. And pardon my French, but I think he needs us more than Garlox. For the sake of this investigation, I have to know what these people know. Perhaps they're already onto Mex.'

'The light will shine again soon, man who has forgotten his own name. I don't think your wife could handle another purification treatment.. if you let this go on for too long, she might turn into stardust.' February's father looked next to him once more. The woman who he felt so connected to.. her heart was weak, and her soul almost fragmented. 'But I can't give up on who I am... I can't give up on...' February's father was clearly looking for the right words to use, but he had simply forgotten what their names were. 'You don't even remember their names, do you?' Tears rolled down his cheek. The desire to not give up was so strong.. but for who? The only thing he was hanging on to was a feeling of protecting someone. 'Please... my love, they would understand...' February's mother put her weakned hand against the glass, and shouted from far away. 'We have suffered so much for our deeds, for our vision of God... we knew that this would happen one day, and we should accept the Supreme God's punishment. To forget who we are, to leave this life, and start with our sins wiped clean.. please! We must!' February's father  slammed his clenched fists against the star shaped prison. 'No! I would never leave them to die. They are looking for us, I feel it. What kind of parents would we be if we aren't even strong enough to carry our children.' 'Than let that change!' February's mother could already feel the beam inside her back. 'Why don't we create children that can be strong enough for themselves? That sounds like a job a parent would have! To make their children stronger, and be able to take care.' 'But just not like this.. miss, I feel that we are connected.. but clearly you don't share the same connection with my children.' 'I do!' February's mother said with ill looking eyes. 'But we can't protect them if we're dead.' 'We also can't protect them if we don't remember them!' 'You stupid piece of filth! We shouldn't argue about this. You already don't remember their names! But when will you forget their face? Or what they look like? Then it'll be all for nothing. Nothing but our suffering!' February's father opened his mouth, but no words came out. No matter how desprate he was looking for something to say, she was right. They would understand if they had suffered for so long. 'Supreme God... I have made up my mind.. please let me and my wife start over again.. but only under one condition. Please, please let she and I be together once more...'