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sticker on her cage. I felt bad for leaving her, but it wasn't my job to spend hours gaining her trust. It was my job to see if anything magical would cause a problem. An angry baby gryphon was something Child Services could handle.
There were three cages against the back wall. The one on the right was a silver and gray timber wolf. I stuck a green tag on him. The center cage held a unicorn. I walked over to it.
" You will help me ?" The poor thing hardly fit in the cage, and the voice it projected into my mind was timid.
"I can let you out, but you need to wait for other humans to take you out of here. Can you do that?" I stuck a yellow sticker on his cage.
" Yes. Did you find the dwarf ?" I released the latch so he could walk out and stretch.
"Yes, was he in the cage next to you?"
" He was ."
"He's getting help."
" Good ."
I nodded my farewell to the unicorn and started up the remaining side. The first two cages were coated in blood, but didn't have occupants. The third cage contained a phoenix. Phoenixes looked like yellow, orange, and red eagles with the ability to burst into flames. They were immune to damage from fire, and could be reborn in very hot flames. This hedge-practitioner had acquired an impressive number of intelligent races.
"I am Michelle. Do you understand me?"
" Yes ." Like unicorns, phoenixes could only speak mind to mind.
"I'm here to help. I can let you out if you stay near the cage until someone else comes to take you out of here." I gave him a yellow sticker.
" I can do that ." I let him out and he settled on top of the cage. " Thank you ."
I looked at the last cage and just stuck a black tag on it. The macaw was dead; there was no question about it.
Before leaving, I checked on Athe, who was carrying on a lively conversation with one of the cops. I made sure the two of them would include the unicorn and phoenix as I started searching for Jerry.
I found Jerry in the kitchen ending a phone call. "How's it going?"
"I've called every service I can think of. They're all on their way."
"Oh, good. I want them to get the best help possible. I can't imagine doing that to an animal, never mind a person." They were all people. Race didn't matter.
"I'll keep an eye on them; they've suffered enough." He forced his hand to uncurl. "I hate to say it, but I found some stuff in the house that you need to look at."
I sighed. "I thought you would."
I followed him out of the kitchen and to the second bedroom. Every wall was covered in shelves, with every sort of expected nick-knack and a few I hadn't wanted to see. The wall to my left had jars of every shape and size holding dead animals and parts of people or animals. I looked at the rest of the room, trying not to think about all the creatures who'd suffered at this woman's hands. The back wall held books, maps, and a strange assortment of talismans and jewelry. Jerry stayed in the door as I walked farther into the room. The wall to my right had many different idols of several demons I recognized and a few I didn't. Turning around I felt sick. Sitting on shelves against the last wall were ritual robes soaked in blood and other things. They were all sitting under a preservation spell.
Dreading what I would see next, I walked to the closet at the end of the wall containing all the parts and creatures. Not wanting to touch anything, I pulled on a latex glove before I opened the door. Inside was an altar, complete with an area for small sacrifices, blood draining, and burning. At the back of the altar was a statue of Gremory, a demon.
Calmly walking back to Jerry, I motioned for him to leave. He followed me back into the kitchen, watching me closely.
"Did you touch anything in there with your bare skin?" I thought he had been trained better than that, but I wasn't sure. He shook his head, indicating no. "Good. I could try to remove the magic from all of those things, and tell you how to dispose of them so any residue wouldn't cause any harm,
There were three cages against the back wall. The one on the right was a silver and gray timber wolf. I stuck a green tag on him. The center cage held a unicorn. I walked over to it.
" You will help me ?" The poor thing hardly fit in the cage, and the voice it projected into my mind was timid.
"I can let you out, but you need to wait for other humans to take you out of here. Can you do that?" I stuck a yellow sticker on his cage.
" Yes. Did you find the dwarf ?" I released the latch so he could walk out and stretch.
"Yes, was he in the cage next to you?"
" He was ."
"He's getting help."
" Good ."
I nodded my farewell to the unicorn and started up the remaining side. The first two cages were coated in blood, but didn't have occupants. The third cage contained a phoenix. Phoenixes looked like yellow, orange, and red eagles with the ability to burst into flames. They were immune to damage from fire, and could be reborn in very hot flames. This hedge-practitioner had acquired an impressive number of intelligent races.
"I am Michelle. Do you understand me?"
" Yes ." Like unicorns, phoenixes could only speak mind to mind.
"I'm here to help. I can let you out if you stay near the cage until someone else comes to take you out of here." I gave him a yellow sticker.
" I can do that ." I let him out and he settled on top of the cage. " Thank you ."
I looked at the last cage and just stuck a black tag on it. The macaw was dead; there was no question about it.
Before leaving, I checked on Athe, who was carrying on a lively conversation with one of the cops. I made sure the two of them would include the unicorn and phoenix as I started searching for Jerry.
I found Jerry in the kitchen ending a phone call. "How's it going?"
"I've called every service I can think of. They're all on their way."
"Oh, good. I want them to get the best help possible. I can't imagine doing that to an animal, never mind a person." They were all people. Race didn't matter.
"I'll keep an eye on them; they've suffered enough." He forced his hand to uncurl. "I hate to say it, but I found some stuff in the house that you need to look at."
I sighed. "I thought you would."
I followed him out of the kitchen and to the second bedroom. Every wall was covered in shelves, with every sort of expected nick-knack and a few I hadn't wanted to see. The wall to my left had jars of every shape and size holding dead animals and parts of people or animals. I looked at the rest of the room, trying not to think about all the creatures who'd suffered at this woman's hands. The back wall held books, maps, and a strange assortment of talismans and jewelry. Jerry stayed in the door as I walked farther into the room. The wall to my right had many different idols of several demons I recognized and a few I didn't. Turning around I felt sick. Sitting on shelves against the last wall were ritual robes soaked in blood and other things. They were all sitting under a preservation spell.
Dreading what I would see next, I walked to the closet at the end of the wall containing all the parts and creatures. Not wanting to touch anything, I pulled on a latex glove before I opened the door. Inside was an altar, complete with an area for small sacrifices, blood draining, and burning. At the back of the altar was a statue of Gremory, a demon.
Calmly walking back to Jerry, I motioned for him to leave. He followed me back into the kitchen, watching me closely.
"Did you touch anything in there with your bare skin?" I thought he had been trained better than that, but I wasn't sure. He shook his head, indicating no. "Good. I could try to remove the magic from all of those things, and tell you how to dispose of them so any residue wouldn't cause any harm,
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