Q is for QUOTES OF DARKNESS
“I don’t see the big deal,” Howard
spat. “Just a book. What’s he gonna do, lob it at someone and bonk their
noggin?”
The wrinkled old man shook his
head. “Knowledge can be dangerous. This wasn’t an encyclopedia or a collection
of poetry, you dimwit.”
The cop’s eyes narrowed at the
insult.
“It was a book of arcane rituals
and summoning spells. Words in their purest root form, combined with deadly
recipes for building host vessels for possession, the conjuration of spirits
and demons…”
“Aww, it’s all Halloween bunkum.
Lot o’ hoopla for guys who wear mascara and listen to music that sounds like
someone tryin’ to extract a running chainsaw from a sheet of stainless steel.”
The old man sighed. “Despite the
more comical pop-cultural permutations of the dark arts, the fact is that they
are very real and very deadly. This Sumerian tome that was taken, was taken for
a reason. No other book in the shop was touched, I tell you! Someone who knows
what it is and plans to use it now has it! And we’ll all be damned if we don’t
stop them before they have a chance!”
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