‘I’m thinking,’ said Garovel. ‘Hmm. Well, if this was going to be some kind of horrible accident, then the aura definitely would NOT have just vanished like that. An exploding gas main can’t just stop itself from killing someone. But a person can. The only thing that makes sense here is that the would-be murderer suddenly changed their mind.’
‘Or... someone else saved them, somehow?’ offered Hector. ‘We aren’t the only reaper and servant around here, y’know.’
‘Mm. That’s possible, too. Alright then, let’s just leave for now and check up on them later.’
Hector bolted across the yard and bounded over the wall. He hit the ground with a heavier thud this time, leaving a more noticeable indention in the grass, thanks to all his armor.
‘Actually, wait,’ said Garovel, as Hector was about to start running again. ‘This is really strange. So let’s just... stick around for a little bit.’
‘Okay...’ The new yard they’d found themselves in looked a lot like the previous one. Hector hoped the owner wouldn’t be too upset about some armored weirdo messing up their grass. Mostly, though, he hoped they didn’t come outside and stare at him.
‘Ah!’ said Garovel. ‘The aura’s back! They’re in danger again!’
And again, Hector flung himself over the wall. When he rushed back toward the house, however, Garovel stopped him.
‘And now it’s gone,’ the reaper said. ‘What the fuck is going on here?’
Hector caught a glimpse of the family through the window this time, but he didn’t linger for a better look. He ducked behind their patio again. The last thing he wanted to do was scare them for no reason. ‘Garovel... this isn’t some kind of terrible prank that you’re playing on me, right?’
‘Of course not. C’mon. If I were pranking you, it’d be way funnier than this shit.’
A dark serial novel. Set in a modern fantasy world called Eleg. Mature language. Updates every night at midnight PST by ~400 words.