Here, Zach and his family have been driven out of their home by the threat of discovery by the demon who tries to lure him into revealing himself through a video game. They have fled to a motel in Kentucky…
The Deceiver 2
Daylight pouring through a crack in the drapes woke Zach and he jumped out of bed. The others were asleep, but he turned on the TV, hitting the mute button before the sound could rouse his parents. A news program was in mid-broadcast. Zach looked at his watch on the nightstand. Eight-fourteen. The top stories would come around again in fifteen minutes or so. He relaxed in the chair, but sat back up immediately as the picture cleared. He hit the volume button and, trying to keep his voice low, called, “Hey, Dad! Look!”
Instantly all were awake and watching as the newscast zeroed in on a computer screen. The narrator was saying, “…video game began appearing on computer screens across the nation at nine o’clock Eastern time yesterday evening. Several individuals recorded the game when they were unable to get it off their screens. We have this recording to show you now. The last message transmitted was this one.”
The Thomases watched in dismay as the message, presumably from
Sparrow, played across the screen. The newsman continued. “The boy’s face was then displayed and the game asked persons who knew him to give his name and address.” Thankfully, Zach’s name and address were not displayed, nor was his face. “Shortly after that transmission, the game was discontinued and the computers returned to individual control.
“Authorities went to the address displayed, but found the family gone, apparently on vacation. Names have been withheld pending further investigation.” The news moved to another topic and Zach switched it off.
“Well, so much for anonymity.” Jake sighed. “What are Grandma and Grandpa gonna think when that news reaches them? And your church, Dad?”
“We can’t worry about that, Jake. Right now we have to keep Zach out of the reach of whoever was powerful enough to put that game on computers nationwide. I paid for two nights, and I think we’d better wait right here and hope Angari can find us.”
What about our car, won’t that give us away?” Zach peeked through the drapes. The police will broadcast bulletins to anyone who might see it, won’t they?”
“That’s probably true, but if Angari gets here and takes us to Windfallow, we could be back in time to get home before any action is taken.”
“I never thought of that…” A knock on the door made them all jump. Zach looked carefully through the drapes and gave a relieved, “Right on!” He opened the door and pulled something in. “It’s Angari! Boy are we glad to see you! Oops, I guess it’s just me again, right?”
“For now, Zach.” Angari stood just inside the door, his wings folded to
conserve space. With dark blue leggings and a tunic of iridescent green, he looked like a medieval jester. His head full of bright yellow curls completed the look. Only his soft brown wings with black markings belied the description. “Tell me, what’s going on here that has you in hiding?”