Ch. 33: Death In The Family
My eyes sprang open from my nightmare, I was sweating profusely and my eyes still hurt probably from crying all night. I just lay there deeply traumatized by what I so wished was really a nightmare, it had only been a day since Hermes died.
"Dammit!" I covered up my face and cried again, there was no one but my empty hotel room to hear me out. I did not leave my place for a whole day, my body just slumped down in bed like a dead man, the fact that I had just killed one of the greatest characters in all of Greek mythology like that. If only I had prevented the first calamity.
No one even cared about where I went after that night, now that I really thought about it— I haven't seen Hecate since that night. Makes me wonder if she had something to do that she would just abandon me.
