Chapter Song – The Lightning Strike - Snow Patrol
“What the f**k!?” I exclaimed. I was surprised by my own words. Rarely did I use the F word.
“Cool huh?” he snickered at the device like it was some sort of alien apparatus. It looked like it.
“Hell yeah…” my morbid fascination pushed me to examine the protruding sharpness, “…but wait … this needle … it’s still sharp. How is that even possible?” I was confounded. I expected it to be rusty and dull, but it wasn’t. I audaciously flicked the pointy needle. Indeed it was sharp.
“Heh, I wondered the same thing,” he shrugged.
“Sean… this is supposed to do what exactly?”
“It requires your blood,” said an elderly voice behind the tree. I almost had a heart attack. Ugh.
The owner of the voice ducked under a branch, came around, and then hunke
