Chapter 5: Face the Truth

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I woke up the next morning at 1:15. Toby curled up by my side.

I throw on a sweatshirt and skip down to the kitchen. I pour myself some milk and wander into the living room. I walk up to the window and the sight makes me spit my milk all over the floor. Harry was just standing right there. I look back out and he's gone.

I set the milk down and run outside. No one there. I must be dreaming. I shake my head and walk back inside, his taunting smirk refusing to leave my mind.

I jump into the shower. All I can think of is Harry. I wanted to find out what is going on with him. His mood swinds, odd behavior, the way Mary Ann acted towards him. I needed to get to the bottom of it.

After my hair is dried, I slip into skinny jeans and a sweater. I fish out my Uggs from under my bed and put them on. I grab my shoulder bag and place my laptop inside. A notebook and a few pencils are placed inside as well. I grab my phone and keys off the counter and shove them into my bag. The door is locked on my way out.

On my way to the library, I stop at Starbucks and get some hot chocolate to warm me up. As I step into the library, I can smell the old books and rotting bindings.

"Excuse me?"

The librarian sits behind her desk, slouched over a book. She looks up and gives me a warm smile. "How may I help you."

"Erm Im looking for a book about religion." I figured that would be a good place to start.

She nods and hops from her chair. I follow her down a hallway. She leads me into the religion section. She tells me to call her if I need anything, then she goes back to her book.

I wander the bookshelf a bit. Looking for something that catches my eye. One book in praticular seems to call my name. I peel it out from between two other books.

"Angels and Devils." I whisper to myself.

I pull out a few more books on religion, devils and other immortal things. I set up on a nearby table. The notebook is opened to a clean page and my pencils are srewn across the table. I pull up Google search and bring up Wikepedia, just in case.

I have been there for almost two hours, pouring over every detail in the books. Page from page, word from word. I have used up half of my notebook and highlighted the important things. The only book I haven't opened yet was "Angels and Devils". The first page I open to grabs my attention.

"Fallen Angels."

"Legand has it, when the first pilgrams settled in America, they ran into some trouble with a young man. He had big black wings and black eyes."

I started to skim for more modern information. The next page had the illustration of two angels. One with black wings and another with white. They seemed to be in battle. The caption read, "Once an angel turns bad, soldiers of the Lord fight them until they fall from the heavens and into hell."

It also states, "Orphans are taken in as Death Angels." Harry is an orphan.

"Modern Angels of Hell."

It explains where they hide and their behavior.

It says they reside deep in the woods, a black gate marks the entrance to hell.

"Death Angels will come to carry out a death wish. They will give you the outmost affection, tricking you into loving them, then they kill you slowly. Giving you the time to realize your mistake, showing you how proud they are for winning your life. They kill to survive. They consume souls to stay immortal."

I wrote every bit of that down in my notebook and highlighted it.

Still I have nothing that gives me a clear answer. I pack up my stuff and bring my books, plus a few more, to the librarian to check out. I have decided to do further reaserch at home. The clock above her desk reads, "3:30". Time for a late lunch. I walk to the nearest cafe.

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