Café de Nuit

BENNEDIKT




Once the spell has been cast on Benn, and he can understand the creatures' conversation...

THE HAND SHOWS US.

HE VOMITED THE BREW. HE IS NOT JOINED.

MANY-MOUTHS SWALLOWED HIM. HE LIVES.

THE HAND SHOWS US...

WHAT?

FOLLOW THIS ONE OR THE OTHER ONE?


THE STRONGER ONE.

THE WEAKER WILL FEED THE GROWING GOD.

Bennedict nods to himself, as if something has finally been made clear. He stands, walking over to the plant man's original drawing of the taller human underneath the hand.

He turns, pausing dramatically as he looks the plant person with whom he'd been conversing in the eye (he assumes, they do look similar after all), before reaching up and swiping his hand down over the image of the human, erasing it.

The green men turn toward one another.

Benn attends to their signals: tapping feet, drumming fingers and thin piping noises.

HE SHOWS US.

ONE MUST DIE.

ONE MUST DIE.

ONE MUST DIE.

WE...
INTO THE STRONGHOLD?

WE WILL WATCH THE FIGHT.

WATCH.

WATCH.
WATCH.

AGREED.

THE ONES WITH HIM?

THE WINNER WILL DECIDE.



END OF CHAPTER