351 Chapter 140: Gentify

I'd rather be at home right now, but here I am underground with Vinitharius. I just got word my brother dead... stupid ass. I told him. But nooo, he wants to stalk a bitch for years. Now he gone.

"Ellie..." Vinitharius calls. He's standing by the black truck as a bunch of zombies get in. "We going to the hood."

"You got the key to the door?"

"Mutt got it." he says. "I'll be ahead. Whenever the fuck you get ready."

"I got it... it's just a little addition." I say. Mutt pokes his head out the truck. "Can you come the fuck on! This shit stank!"

"It's called dead bodies!"

"Well, I'm alive and smelling. Bring yo ass," he ducks back in the car. "All these muthafuckin' cars we gotta haul out and this nigga wanna talk. I don't understand it."

We got a good track I think. I look at my hand... when I find my goddamn body, it's over. I hate light skin niggas.

I need one more thing, and I'll catch up with the parade.

Down under is the pit, just a little underground enclave, I called it Bogart. We got the big ass church, in case daddy's shit falls apart. It look nice. A big ass cathedral with a congregation of 13 Deacons.

The cathedral is a square at the base with four towers. The triangle door with several recangle windows. The family's flag over the towers and the windows. I look at the window and see the congregation walking in a circle with bibles at hand. The Power of Word flowing out their mouths.

I go to the door and the circle keeps going. In the middle of it, there is an alter with a heart. NONE.

I go to the back of the church and enter the backroom to take the spiral staircase down in the basement. I hope playing stupid was the best thing. I know that shit hurt.

Then I gotta go back and get his body.

107 steps later. I reach the bottom, make left down the outstretched corridor to NONE's room. To the right, an open space with my sister's empty grave. I have two...

Going to the end, I open the black doors. "Morning..."

NONE is like smoke. Like the jinn in Quran, O assembly of the jinn and the men! If you are able to pass through the regions of the heavens and the earth, then pass through; you cannot pass through but with authority.

NONE wears a black, long, tattered and chained cloak. His face is covered in bandages, his fangs sinking into his bottom lip. He implodes in himself and then he stands on two feet. His legs covered by brown straps and his head imprisoned in a torturous blood box. "BODY!"

"We have one..."

He spirals out, a black orb with rings revolving around him. He laughs in a high pitch voice. "GROWDEN!