Chapter 12: Dean Guild
There came a knock at the door and when I went to answer it I saw an old lady dressed in rags. She had on a light purple hood keeping her hair out from her face, and her dress looked like something sown from the latest garbage can fashion. I hate to sound so rude, but the lady was a little disturbing looking.
“Are you Cameron?” She croaked.
“Yes I am ma’am; how can I help you?” I said kindly.
“Is Francis and Afriel here as well?” she said again in her croaking voice.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I am looking for the THREE.” She began, “They are the doing or undoing of a god.”
“Again, I ask you, who are you ma’am?” I said with little less patience.
“I am Ariel. May I come in?”
“Yes. Come on in.” I said.
As she walked in I closed the door behind her and almost im
