Most of Me (21 page)

She lowered herself to Daniels ear and caressed the words, “I have most of you, Daniel. And in time…I will have you all.”

Isabelle took her purse mirror down the stairs and into the basement. She opened the cupboard where Daniel had put the mirror, and pulled out the parcel, laying it flat on the ground. She unfolded the cloth until she recognised the black glass. She looked into the blackness hoping to see something, but saw nothing. Not even her own reflection. She opened the purse mirror and smeared her thumb through Daniels warm blood, drawing a five pointed star across the face of the relic.

The diagram glowed into fire. The blood was consumed, burning into black smoke and a little more of Daniel had gone.

THE END