"I know what you can do?" repeats Oliver.
The stranger nodded silently.
"It's not the first time I have seen you perform an exorcism."
How the fuck does he know that?
He made sure that he wasn't being followed, or watched.
Who is this guy, and how does he know what an exorcism is?
Angry, Amelia stomps in front of Oliver and flashed him a fierce look.
"Are you drunk, or is this your attitude?"
"Easy, I'm not going to tell." the stranger sighed.
"In fact, I am going to help you get rid of Mike Jefferies."
Oliver and Amelia face each other for a moment, then back at the mysterious man.
"Yeah, I think it's the whiskey talking." snapped Amelia, grabbing Oliver's hand.
"Come on Oliver, let's go."
With just his hand, Oliver politely stopped her.
"How do you know Mike?" he asks. "Who are you?"
"I have many names," explained the stranger.
"Dr. Jekyll, John Doe-"
"Mr. Stalker?" teased Amelia.
The strange man pretended that he didn't hear her.
"Actually, Dr. Jekyll sounds like a nice name." he went on.
"I want you to call me that."
"Okay, Dr. Jekyll," said Oliver sheepishly.
"What are you?"
"I am a messenger."
"What?" scoffed Amelia.
Dr. Jekyll smiled broadly.
"Who sent you?" asked Oliver.
Dr. Jekyll pondered for a moment, pressing the tip of his chin with his index finger.
"My master is in None of Your Business Land."
The vampire snatched Oliver's arm again until Dr. Jekyll stops her.
"Wait," he began. "I-"
"Either you tell us, or I'm taking Oliver home." she threatened.
Though unafraid, Dr. Jekyll raised his hands as if he is being held at gunpoint.
"Okay, I'll show you."
With a snap of his fingers, Dr. Jekyll's handsome appearance morphed into black zombie-like creature-with malicious red eyes, pointy ears, a long nose, and a menacing mouth.
Dr. Jekyll has an anorexic figure: Oliver can see its skin revealing little flesh and all bones. Amelia wrinkled her nose at the spit slathered on its yellow teeth.
Looking down, Oliver can see the ghoul's broken nails, almost revolting to the human eye.
Somehow, it reminded him of Voldemort.
"Surprised? I am a ghoul," it said in a deep voice.
"Whoa," gasped Amelia. "that's surprisingly cool!"
The vile creature smiled until he met Oliver's eyes.
"What? Weren't you curious?"
Oliver stared at him in silence.
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Esterville (Book 1)
FantasyEsterville, Illinois is one of the safest towns on the planet. Almost ninety-nine million people go there to buy clothes, read paperback novels, and drink coffee from warm cafes. But in spite of its quiet charm, many ghosts, vampires, and various m...
