A sneak peek at the next thrilling Lore of the Underlings episode,
which I’m writing as we speak (Episode 4 ~ Preview 7)
John Cap stepped back searching ceiling to floor, hoping to find a few panels more. “We need to know where the story goes to understand these people.”
Morio grabbed the young man’s arm and with it fought to make his feet. “Perhaps on the other side of this door, my friend, it may continue. I did not notice when we came in.”
“The door was open. It couldn’t be seen.”
“Of course, now I remember too. Anyhow, it’s high time we try the latch,” said Morio doughtily reaching out. He itched for a fight with its rough handle. “Perchance we can sneak a peek or two or even snatch a more leisurely glance.”
John Cap was wary yet did not object.
But try as he might, despite clutching it tightly, the man o’ more simply could not trip the catch. And so some grumbling ensued.
“Do you think we should knock?”
“Then what, Morio, ask the guards for a tour? I’m sure that they’d love to punch our tickets.”
“Yes please! That’s the ticket indeed dear lad, the magic of wishful thinking at work. A tour plus punch to quench our thirst? Now I’m truly optimistic!”
“But maybe just hold that thought for a bit, ‘cause I’d rather live till daylight. And anyway, Vaam is still asleep.”
“I could wake her if you’d like.”
“No ‘O, not yet. She needs more time. Let her dream on a little longer.”
Then the two men did their best to recall what they saw on their path that night to this place, this hell-scented pigpen of fallen angles, this lopsided lockbox of purpose unknown…
… to be continued. Stay tuned!