little one. I smashed the big one over a vamp’s head.”
“You broke my statue?” Pierus scowled.
“That’s Medusa,” Poppy said. “She could turn men to stone just by looking at them. You’re very small to be smashing heads, aren’t you?”
Pierus strode down the tunnel. Hippy hurried to keep up. Poppy walked beside her, her light bobbing around their feet.
“He your boyfriend?” Poppy whispered.
“Ew! He’s way too old.” Hippy screwed up her nose in disgust.
“Your dad?”
“No, he’s a muse. My dad’s fighting vamps.”
“A muse?” Poppy flashed her light at Pierus’s silhouette. “In what respect? Are you an artist?”
“Don’t be silly, I’m a Bloody Fairy.”
“No need to snap dear, you could be a bloody garbage collector for all I care, I’m just trying to understand how a pack of lunatics came to be in a cave that’s supposedly been sealed off for thousands of years.”
“We came through the rip.”
“Through the what?” Poppy’s question was cut off when they followed Pierus around a bend in the passage and almost stumbled into him.
“You, human woman.” Pierus motioned her forward.
“Call me Poppy,” Poppy said. “It makes you sound less like an ass.”
“How many years have elapsed since the sorcerers separated the dimensions?”
“How many years since who did what now?” Poppy pushed her glasses up on her nose and shone the light on Pierus’s face.
He put a hand up to shield his eyes and squinted. “Would you stop that, you dreadful creature?”
“Didn’t you say she doesn’t know anything about Shadow?” Hippy said.
“Oh, yes of course.” Pierus sighed. “What number do you put on the lapsing of time?”
Poppy blinked. “Are you asking me what year it is?”
“Yes!”
“It’s 1982.”
“One thousand nine hundred and eighty two years since what?” Pierus scowled. “I know for a fact Dream is older than that. From which catastrophic event are you counting?”
“The birth of Christ,” Poppy said. “Where are you people from?”
Pierus walked up and down the tunnel. He counted on his fingers and muttered to himself.
“What’s he doing?” Poppy whispered.
“I don’t know.” Hippy decided not to admit she’d lost track of the conversation . She wasn’t that good with numbers.
“Ah, religion,” Pierus said out loud. “How like humans to use it as a marker of time. I know where we are now. Human woman-”
“Poppy,” Poppy said.
Pierus made an impatient noise. “Where are we, geographically?”
“In the tunnels under the old city of Thebes in Boetia. At least, it’s where I believe old Thebes is located, even if-”
“And what exactly are you doing here?”
“Looking for my hat.”
“Irritating woman. Why are you here?”
Poppy folded her arms. “You first.”
“We are seeking an ancient treasure with the power to send an army of vampires back into the Darkness from whence they came,” Pierus said.
“That’s fascinating. I’m looking for a herd of unicorns to ride around in the moonlight.”
“What’s a unicorn?” Hippy asked.
“It’s a horse. With a horn coming out of its head.”
“They live down here?”
Poppy groaned. “Honestly, is there something wrong with her?”
“Apparently she was dropped on her head as a child,” Pierus said.
“Hey!” Hippy kicked him in the ankle.
Pierus ignored her. He spoke through clenched teeth, as though dealing with two particularly fractious children. “Now young woman, you strike me as an intelligent sort, who wouldn’t blow holes in caves for nothing. Tell me why you’re here.”
Poppy straightened her back. “Pandora’s Box,” she said.
Pierus went a step closer to her. A tic jumped in his forehead. “Is that what they call it now? What makes you think it’s here?”
Something changed in Poppy’s demeanour. Her eyes sparked. She paced up and down on the spot, using her hands to emphasise her words. “I’ve been following the trail
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