Ch. 70: Talos' Big Secret
Some believe there are things that should be known to only a select few. They call these things secrets. And some secrets are far more dangerous than others.
"Hermes?" I said through gritted teeth. "How the hell are you alive?"
Hermes stood before me, very much alive and looking exactly the same as I remembered him. I was sure there was no such thing as resurrection in Greek mythology, and yet here he was. I couldn't bring myself to believe it.
"I attended your funeral," I said slowly, my mind racing to make sense of it all.
Hermes jumped back, waving his hands in the air. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, dude. You did not attend my funeral because I'm not dead, at least not in the traditional sense. But, you know, I might be a zombie or something. Hard to tell these days. Anyway, who's this guy, Tally?"
