The Gospel of the Font

Chapter 4

Okay, Faith, I know this is nuts, but you're going to have to go against basic instinct here. For some reason or another, Molly knows about the strange book that, until just now, no longer existed except for very bad memory. Now, instinct would have me shout something along the lines of, 'How do you know about the Book?' However, doing so would give her the upper hand by letting her know that I have, indeed, seen the Book in question. Therefore, the only thing to say is...

"What the hell are you talking about?!" I shout as I push Molly off me.

Molly falls back onto the bed but scrambles to her hands and knees. She never breaks eye contact with me. I've never seen her so determined. "Faith, please!" she shouts. "This is really important! You have to give it to him!"

"Give what?!" I lie again. "Who is him?!"

"Allustar!" Molly shouts as she rises. "The angel!"

No, Faith, don't shout, 'you saw him too?!' for the same reason as before. Sure, this is fucking weird, but you can sort it out later. If you give in to her, she'll never leave you alone. I've got to keep playing dumb. "Angel?!" I shout. "Are you high?!"

Molly sits on the edge of the bed. She still won't stop staring at me. Her little tits heave rapidly under her nightgown as she draws deep breaths. I've always found her rather attractive except for her crazy brain. Of course, I'd never be caught dead admitting that to anyone. "I know he visited you, too, Faith," she says. "I know he came to you last night."

How the hell does she know all this?! No one else saw that book and there's no way she could know what I was dreaming last night; well, at least I thought it was a dream. Maybe I should just cave in and let her know she's right. If she saw Allustar too, maybe she could shed some better light on what the hell's going on. On second thought, letting her know I had seen an angel would make her attempt to bring me to Jesus even more of a permanent fixture of my life.

No thanks.

"You've really lost it," I say as I start backing out of the room.

Molly closes her eyes and takes a couple of deep breaths. Is she trying to calm herself down? I've never seen her like this before. Her strange actions make my backward steps gradually become slower until I've just stopped altogether. She's stopped staring at me now. She's just staring straight in front of her. Now it's like she's afraid to look at me. Okay, I've got to learn something from her or my mind is going to explode. Let's see, how to phrase this so I can extract information from her but still play dumb...

"What book are you talking about?" I ask as I slowly make my way back to the side of the bed.

Molly takes one last deep breath and places her hands purposefully at her sides, gripping softly to the side of the mattress. She pulls her lips tight before opening them again to speak. "He came to me last night," Molly began. I guess she's as eager to talk about what happened to her as I am to talk about my encounter. I asked about the book and she's going right into the angel. "He told me he was Allustar, an angel of God, and that he had a job for me."

"What job?" I ask as I sit on the edge of the adjacent bed. I know I'm giving myself away now, but I've got to get more information about all this.

Molly opens her eyes again and looks at me. Her eyes look misty. Is she getting ready to cry? This is just too crazy. "He said he had just come from your room. He said you took a book from the cavern and..."

"I didn't take the Book, it...!" Shit! Now I've done it. I just had to lose my cool and speak out of passion. Sure enough, Molly gasps, even smiles a little, as she leaps to her feet and dashes over to sit next to me on the other bed. She grasps my arm and hugs it tight.