12th Shot: In the Mind in A Heart Beat

12^th Shot: In the Mind in A Heart Beat

            Flashes of light surround Vincent as film reels roll by him. This

is the work of a magic that is unknown to him. In the rolls of film that

pass by him, Vincent sees the actions, thoughts, and memories of

the man they had tied to the chair in Shina’s home.     

            The man’s name was Othello Clementon, an

excommunicated astrologist who was prone to flights of fantasy of

the olden legends and myths. The first act of heresy that he had

committed was sacrificing a fellow astrologist’s dog to summons a

signal from the skies. Watching the man’s past disgusted Vincent to

no end, but he watched carefully for clues to which to do with the Arm

of Oro, and in the worst case scenario, Oro himself.

            While glimpsing at the strips of mind before him, he sees a

long forgotten face and the Faustian pact made with him. Othello had

sacrificed a young beautiful ogre contortionist to a man wearing

shined black boots with spats, black slacks with a red strip down the

leg, and a black vest hiding a white ruffle shirt. This man wore a

familiar red coat with its frilly gold paldrons, and an iconic hat and cane.

            “…Schrödinger?” Vincent puzzled seeing that it was indeed

this man that Othello bargained with for information of a secret place

long lost to man.

            The scene shifts to a cave in the heart of Neptuna pass

Aurora and anywhere else for that matter. This cave was known as

Harbinger’s Respite. Inside lurks the ominous stone statue of Oro

with symbols similar to that of the ones Vincent had seen on the

book that Daniel had.

            As Vincent began to piece answers together, the card had

fallen from his forehead sending him plummeting back to reality. Nox

and Nyx sat looking deeply into Vincent’s eyes with fear of losing

him.

            “Thank Neptuna you are ok.” Nox sighs in relief.

            “Vinnie, what did you see?” Nyx follows.

            “I saw where Oro is and where the cloaked men hide. Also

Schrödinger was the one who told them where to find the statue of

Oro.” Vincent says looking to Shina for she was the only other person

in the room that knew how dangerous a man Schrödinger was.

            “…Schrödinger? Who is Schrödinger? Should I know who

that is?” Nox asks

            “My dear, Schrödinger, is… well he is…” Shina’s voice fells

her out of fear. “Schrödinger is the Grand Magus, but scarier than

that his that is one of the oldest living creatures in the world.” Shina

says wishing to soon forget.

            “How do you know him? Have you ever met him?” Nyx asks

            “Schrödinger isn’t someone you meet, If you cross his path,

he wanted you to. He is the Grand Magus meaning that he is Lord

and King of all things magic. If he speaks ruin to someone it will

come without warning, but yes we’ve encountered Schrödinger

before. It was unpleasant to say the least.

            “Wow, I hope we don’t meet him.” Nyx adds with joking

chuckles until she looks into the faces of Vincent and Shina looking

at the ground beneath their feet.

            “We must go see Schrödinger. If anyone was to know how to

beat Oro, it would be him.” Vincent says scratching through his

shaggy hair.

            Day had now turned to night in Shina’s house, and with the

rising of the moon came the rising of the howls of wolves.

            “We better get going. Schrödinger’s camp is about three days off.”

            “…Non-sense. I’ll send you all off in the morning, but right now

get some sleep.” says the blind card reader waving for Vincent to get

the extra comforters from the linen closet.