Thanatos and the House at the End of the World, Part V
There would have been more but a black tentacle shot out, hard and fast from a wall, separating the lovers and sending the Other Than sailing backward.
While exploring alternate worlds after learning the Pantheon, Thanatos finds a barren world except for a lone structure, an aging and dilapidated Victorian Mansion. Inside the dead souls of the word call to him for aid and release. He soon discovers they are being held hostage by a child demon
There would have been more but a black tentacle shot out, hard and fast from a wall, separating the lovers and sending the Other Than sailing backward.
“Peek-a-boo, I seee yoouuuu,” Emma said from nowhere, the “you” becoming a deep distorted growl.
She wore a triumphant sneer on her face and in her hand, her silver bow and arrow were aimed at me.
“You give that back! That doesn’t belong to you! It’s not yours! It belongs to her! My Huntress, not you!”
“Hello, dear one, my name is Thanatos, the God of Death. I am here to help and there is no reason to be afraid,” I say.