"Logan", I said in pure shock, my eyes widening.

The sound of his name being called made Logan jump.

"B-Brooklyn!" Logan whispered, forcing the words out of his mouth in his shocked state, his face paling.
Turning around, I locked eyes with Logan.

"When did you get here?"

"We heard everything", Violet said, her tone very condescending. Her eyebrows were scrunched up, as she looked at Logan.

"What did you mean by 'Alutherest'?", Alex asked, his words stern, as he raised his eyebrow. Taking a step forward, Alex walked towards Logan. This made Logan step back.

"..."

I felt another headache course its way through my temples. Soon enough, the only thing I could feel was anger. The more I tried to calm myself, the more I grew frustrated.

"Do it!". A disembodied voice whispered in my ear. Cold breath hit the back of my neck. Looking around me, I couldn't see anything.

"So, it is working!" I looked back at Logan. He was now grinning, his hands on his hips as he swayed.

"It's working, it's working!,", he repeated, whistling as he closed his eyes with satisfaction. I don't know what happened, but something snapped within me. The look on his face made me angry. Walking closer to him, I grabbed his collar, pulling him closer to me.

My sudden movements made him stop his taunting. As he looked at me, his face paled. Putting one hand on his shoulder, I pushed him back, until he hit the wall behind him. Putting his hands forward, Logan hit me. The sudden force made me lose my grip.

Logan took this chance to run, pushing me. He readied himself to run, but in the middle of running, I grabbed the sleeve of his blue shirt. With force I never knew I had, I pulled Logan by the sleeve. With the sudden force, he stumbled and fell onto the poorly maintained pathway, cutting his right hand on a jagged stone. Droplets of blood fell to the floor.

Grabbing his other arm, I went to pull him up. Logan pulled away, pushing both hands forward, his palms faced towards me, his eyes tightly shut.

"Please stop, I'll tell you anything!" Shaking, Logan slowly put his hands down.

"I'll tell you why you can't control your anger"

This attracted my attention, along with that of Alex and violet.

"Continue!"

Standing up, I pulled out a tissue for Logan to use on his bleeding palm.

"T-thanks!"

A feeling of guilt washed over me, my migraine calming down, frowning as I looked at Logan.

"Sorry, I don't know what happened. I couldn't control my actions"

"I know why!"
~~~
Walking into the small bakery, we got a chocolate bun each.

We sat on one of the black colonial benches, which were positioned in front of the snug, well-appointed bakery.

I took a bite of my rich in flavour muffin, awaiting for Logan to continue.

Logan was messing with the empty muffin case as he spoke.
"Well, I'll start of with one of the main reasons I know Molly"

"How do you know her?", Violet asked, taking a large bite of her muffin.

"She's my grandmother"

Half-way through eating his muffin, Alex coughed, his eyes widening. Slamming his fist against his chest, Alex began to take heavy breaths. Alex held a finger up.

"GRANDMOTHER!"

"Yes, well, you see, she's very manipulative; even as we speak, I will continue to follow her"

Taking a break, Logan threw his empty muffin case in a nearby bin.

"Molly knew your father well. You could nearly say partner in crime. I was dragged into this when I found out what Molly was into. She was obsessed with you, even Alexander. She would speak of a 'deal'. What did she say..."

Trailing off, Logan looked at the passing cars and the distant conversion people were having.

"With the weakest, one must come another and another. If I may delay, I flee. Those children are the key. It's hungry, their hungry, they need to feed. But they are not ready. They are not able, not stable. I shall delay. I will sacrifice, so it can come back from the after life"

Looking over at me, Logan smiled.

"She said it so much, I ended up learning it of by heart". Bringing his knees up to his chest, Logan once again looked into the distance, staying silent.

"What about that thing you mentioned, 'Alutherest?'"

Holding two fingers up, Logan continued, "Alutherest is a demon-like creature which torments victims in their sleep"

"Do you know what it looks like!" I shouted, slamming my hands against my knees. A little taken aback by my outburst, Logan shook his head.

"What I was told was that the Alutherest is a shape shifter, and takes the form of many things."

"That would explain the last time I saw Elise in a dream, but I don't understand. I looked up about demons that fit its description, but nothing came"

"Are you stupid?!"

A little offended by Logan's outburst, I shook my head.

"And why would I be stupid?"

"Well I told you he takes on different forms, different for each victim, obviously you're not going to find him with a click of a button, and you definitely won't find him after-all, it's Molly's creation"

"How was Brooklyn supposed to know that?" Violet butt in, trying to defend me.

"That's right" I reply in an assertive tone, as I cross my arms, puffing out my cheeks I turn my head in annoyance.

Chuckling Logan holds a hand to his head "I meant my previous point, dummy, it takes on different forms, there's no definitive form it's know by, it was created by Molly to do her deeds, but it comes with a price, it needs a body to posses to live on, A healthy one, just like you Brooklyn, explains the sudden outbursts, its the same with Zerathistist" Logan replied with a cheery tone , his smile broadening.

"The what?" Alex asked in confusion, his eyebrows knitted together.

"Well, the Zerathistist needs a healthy host, but sadly..." Logan's voice was cut off by a truck that passed, the honk of the truck filled my ears, casting a shadow over Logan.

"Sorry, what did you say?", I asked again, once the truck had passed.

"The host needs to be healthy, and sadly, your sister wasn't strong enough, and she needed to be got rid of"

End of Chapter 25

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