Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 122 - . Mere seconds

We marched through the forest, while I constantly had an eye on the coin in my mind.

The reason I had decided to first go back to strengthen myself before looking into the future was because I figured we still had some time.

Henry's father had told me about the shadow possessions while we had crossed the cave on our way to the open space.

From possession to suicide, it took two weeks.

So even if Henry was a special or the worst-case and lived faster through the symptoms or whatever, we surely had a day before he would try to commit suicide.

Moreover, Mr. Devin had again confirmed what I had already seen in my vision, and that was that one shadow entered their victims, but two emerged. So it was their form of breeding or whatever.

He had explained that they had seen the process from their windows over the first few months after the shadows had appeared. While others hid, the possessed people did not, running around in a zombie-like state and attacking each other, trying to enter flats, before again walking dazedly around.

He told me that he had never seen someone killing someone possessed, only how they had killed themselves after these mentioned fourteen days.

After a few months, the Devin family had stopped looking outside altogether, fearing the shadows would come inside from any nook and cranny. How they constantly left the lights on in hope that it would ward the fiend away.

Maybe murdering the possessed one was enough to get rid of the shadows. I would feel really dumb if I had closed the portal home when it were that easy; if the victim survived and only the shadow died with a simple headshot, we could get rid of them smoothly.

Anyway. Kenny2 should have outlasted the shadows in the little city as well. I am sure the contact I had with him was enough to establish a 'link' and qualify myself to receive his power and experiences after his death. And as for now, that was not the case.

Or he had died of a natural death. Perhaps one would only level up if the counterpart was murdered before their predetermined time was up.

Who knows? Nevertheless, I am absolutely against receiving memories from that fucker; I hope I get spared from that, even if it came at the cost of not leveling up. It also doesn't sit well with me that he, like Henrietta, should be now a few years older than me.

We were halfway through the forest, and the woman on the coin made no movements, which was a good sign. My wounds constantly opened and closed, and I really contemplated getting a few more sips from Henrietta, if there wasn't the fact that I didn't want to touch her.

Additionally, I am dead tired from carrying Henry. My condition was too bad to take on that task, but besides my grandmother, I didn't trust anyone else. If Henry continues to misbehave by being so heavy, I will just drag him over the ground.

A few seconds after that thought, I felt a warm stream on my lower back.

This time, I couldn't even be angry. Just a dog that imitated his owner—it happens to the best of us.

Now the question was, when we arrived in the crater, could I throw Henry at his fake parents for them to clean him up? Or do I have to do that myself?

Is this some strange universal attempt to make me gay by first showing me sex scenes and then forcing me to clean up the same person who participated in them?

And that, after I got choked by said person, as the cherry on top?

Well, at least my lower back felt a little warmer, until I took a few more steps, and the wetness made me even colder than before.

Very good.

Because everything wasn't already annoying and exhausting enough, the coin showed the woman's eerie smile when we were soon to arrive at the end of the forest.

"Stop." I hissed, and everyone halted.

I flipped the coin while looking around, contemplating if we could just stay still and hide in hope of getting overlooked, or if it would help if we just ran ahead.

Finally, I saw a deer monster strolling around in the far distance, coming into our direction. It seemed to be alone, like their whole race usually acted—if not for parents accompanying their child or collectively fleeing from a little vampire.

I didn't dare to put Henry down and figured that if I asked the others to run, they would injure themselves on their way down to the crater. I just waited, hoping that it wouldn't notice us.

But no, the shitty day didn't do me a fucking single favor; the deer suddenly looked in our direction, taking on speed.

"I want you all to stay calm and wait until I have finished this sentence. I will fight that thing; meanwhile, you can go, BUT, don't run full speed and don't let people behind so that you don't attract its attention. Now, silently and cautiously, GO." I talked in a loud whisper while bending down and placing Henry on the ground.

I could hear many of the others leaving, some even before I had finished, though I told them NOT TO, but at least they were not screaming around or anything and moved silently.

The gun hadn't done me any favor back in my last fight, so I opted for the military knife this time. Turning around, I found my grandmother still there, along with the Devin family.

"I don't want your daughter to interfere or come near her brother." I told the middle-aged couple.

"Yes." Her mother answered meekly, while Henrietta snorted into a laugh.

"Got something to say?" I asked Henrietta, looking back at the deer that came closer.

Henrietta didn't answer, and the moment I wanted to run and pass up the monster like last time, I saw someone who should initially be on the bench, acting first.

Henry sprung up and dashed to the monster, unarmed, without a word or glance at us, making me suspect that the shadow inside him was controlling him. Only that he seemed too focused, too fast, and too fucking fierce for a dazed person.

I immediately took after him and tried to catch up, but he was too fast, and I had wasted a second with being stunned.

The same person who had not long ago peed on me was now basically running into a monster; what to say to that?

"Damn it!" I cursed, fearing that I got it all wrong, and Henry was already on his suicide mission.

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As the monster and Shadow Henry were soon to meet, both at full speed, Henry suddenly jumped into the air.

He landed on the monster deer's skull, and in one fluid motion he rammed his hand into its right eye, pulling out said body part, along with the brain.

The deer made a strange respiration sound before it stumbled and fell, dead.

Henry landed on the ground again.

Through my nearly colorless vision, and while I still ran to him, I watched as he stood over the monster with his tall figure, having taken it down in a mere few seconds.

Is that the shadow, or is that Henry?

I nearly choked on my breath when I saw him biting inside the eyeball he held, like one would into a fucking apple.

Urgh.

Let's hope it's the shadow.