Eight

Devil's Dark   Thirty One

Sebastian stands in front of what used to be Agent Hannah. Her charismatic presence now a swollen pale body with blue lips washed up by the side of a river. Her eyes, now an empty vacuum, hollow to show the presence of her missing eye balls. Sebastian closes his eyes first, trying to evade the sight that lays in

Devil's Dark   Thirty

The sun blares against the glass wall sending a dim ray into the cafeteria that sits on the side of the road. From the end of the road, one can see inside the building at the table just beside the wall and two people sitting on the same side of the table. The man wears a white top and brown trousers. He leans fur

Devil's Dark   Twenty-Nine

Sebastian feels a new surge of energy. The truth has its way of coming out the light, that is sure of. His vision might not be what he used to be, and he is coming to realize that sometimes, black isn't really black and white isn't really white. He presses through the night back to Bushkill with two things in his mind. One: he had given the pompous bastards things to ponder about. Two: He knows betrayal well enough to get Laurel to open her bowels.

Devil's Dark   Twenty-Eight

One year agoEleven years ago, Laurel would never have seen her life to take this turn. A life of crimes and violence, being a survivor and striving to live the next day.

Devil's Dark   Twenty-Seven

Sebastian stares at the once quiet hut where he had just had a conversation with his newly found favorite old couple. A love he wonders if he would ever have such opportunities with Maria anymore or their story had reached its end that day. The truth of what Maria had said begins to hit him. It is more of a redem

Devil's Dark   Twenty-Six

Five Years ago“No. Please No.” Laurel pulls away from the man with all the strength left inside her but nothing she does seems to get her out of his grip.

Devil's Dark   Twenty-Two

Devil's Dark   Twenty-One

Devil's Dark   Twenty

Devil's Dark   Nineteen