Thanatology

Ch 4

After talking with Elliot, he sent my home, asking to meet again in a few days, that he would ask Miss Vitae for me. I went home and took a shower, feeling as if the stench of death was on my skin. Necromancy can't be real. Can it? I walked in front of the mirror in my room, my slightly toned body shimmering with water and light, the bronze color of my skin looking out of place in the white room, my white hair, while only twenty-five, completely absent of pigment, seemed to take a somewhat greenish tint to it. The colors of my hazel eyes flickering with questions and excitement. What exactly are they up to?

I decided to spend the rest of my night reading up on this "Elliot". I found almost nothing at first, a few hours gone by, then six, then ten. I ended up finding his place of birth, his high school ranking, and even his first crush, which, if you ask me, was a bit weird. The internet is a damn scary place. Stay off it, kids. What struck me the most curiously though, is that he is supposed to have died. I need some sleep...

   The week passes and no word from Elliot. A month goes by and nothing. I begin talking more and have even begun to get to know Miss Vitae fairly well. She has brown hair and hazel eyes, her skin pale and unblemished. She was a rather beautiful woman for her age, and her body was beyond phenomenal. As I was talking to her after class one day, she got a text. "So, would you like to go to a movie tonight?" I asked. "Sure, anything in particular?" She asked in return. "I don't know, I honestly prefer the older movies, such as The Godfather." "I love that mov- hang on, I need to check this." She says as she slowly reaches into her purse to pull out her phone. "Ugh... of course," Alicia Vitae groaned. "Something wrong?" I asked. "Elliot wants to see you, Helios." I stare suddenly in disbelief. Is this fool fucking kidding me? Now? Of all times, now?