Chapter 14: Chapter 14: Dean Whisp

“That wasn’t dramatic at all,” Mark said, slipping the band over his wrist without hesitation. His eyes zoned out as he focused on something in the air before him.

Damien inspected the band. It was covered with miniscule runes. They were so small that he could barely make them out. He recognized a few of them, but it was borderline impossible to tell what they were doing. With a shrug, Damien put it on. The metal was cold against his wrist. Nothing happened. He reached out with a tendril of mental energy.

The moment his mind touched the metal, light flashed across his vision. Numbers and words etched themselves into the air at the bottom left edge of Damien’s vision. He had to keep himself from glancing to check if anyone else could see what was happening.

“It’s all in your mind,” Henry confirmed. “And, for the record, it’s quite invasive. This little thing knows just about everything about you. I’ve kept myself hidden from it, so you can keep up our little lie about me being from the Plane of Darkness.”

Good.

Damien glanced down at the numbers at the corner of his vision. The moment his attention was on them, they rose up in front of him and enlarged until they were the size of a large sheet of paper.

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