The new realisation hit me all so suddenly, like lightning striking a tree. I had to go now and return to the land of the living, to save whatever was left to save. I should never have come here in the first place.
I turned to Father Grim. “I need to leave, but I don’t know how. Can you help me?”
“I don’t need to help you,” he replied while bringing his hood back up and covering his pointy ears.
“Now, wait a minute—”
“What I meant is, you don’t need help. If you can think it, you can do it.” After his cryptic words, he turned and walked away. The white smoke swallowed him and from one moment to the other, he was no longer there. Gone up in smoke, without a single trace. Almost like he’d never been here.
“What do you think, Grey?” I reached down to give her a little scratch. With every
