I stood, shakily, and stepped into the light. “These people have done nothing wrong!” I said. “They deserve to live in peace.” Fielding’s face twisted with disgust. “They are not ‘people,’ Sykes! They have no souls. They are enemies of God. Do not make the mistake of getting between them and the cleansing hand of the High Priesthood.”

A creature of nightmare symmetries bounded to the professor’s side.

“We fight on the side of Angels. If you have chosen to reject righteousness, you deserve to burn with the rest of them.” Then, I got shot in the head.

Made with FlippingBook Digital Publishing Software