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Speaker 1: Hello and welcome to the Clozon Media book Club, the
Speaker 1: only book club where you don't have to do the
Speaker 1: reading because I do it for you. I'm your host,
Speaker 1: Margaret Kiljoy, and this week my guest is nobody. I
Speaker 1: have no guest. It's just me and you, Me and you,
Speaker 1: dear listener. As we go into chapter four of my
Speaker 1: own book, The Barrow Will Send What It May. We
Speaker 1: had to take a break because for a couple of
Speaker 1: weeks I really wanted to talk about that other thing.
Speaker 1: But now that break is over, so we're back to
Speaker 1: reading The Barrel Will Send what It May. If you're
Speaker 1: just joining us here, well that's a weird place to
Speaker 1: start a book. But if you need a reminder about
Speaker 1: what happened, our protagonists had just broken into a man's
Speaker 1: workplace slash store office, and we're like, I wonder if
Speaker 1: there's magie here, and then they tried to go through
Speaker 1: a door, and then magical fire came and enveloped Heather.
Speaker 1: In fact, if you want the last paragraph of what
Speaker 1: just happened, I'll just do that for you. I'll just
Speaker 1: go back just a paragraph or two. I grabbed for
Speaker 1: her the fingers of my hand, my goat bit in
Speaker 1: hand went through the doorway and it tingled My wrist
Speaker 1: though passed through and it hurt like fire. While most
Speaker 1: of the times I've gotten burned, fire only hurts later
Speaker 1: once the nerve ending started growing back or whatever, this
Speaker 1: time it hurt immediately, like how fire hurts later. I
Speaker 1: got a hold of her jacket and yanked back. She
Speaker 1: fell on top of me. She stopped screaming. If she
Speaker 1: was breathing, it was too faint to hear. Done undone
Speaker 1: as the end of the chapter three, but now I'm
Speaker 1: going to read chapter four, because this episode is chapter four.
Speaker 1: Chapter four. She was alive. I found her pulse easily enough.
Speaker 1: What the fuck? Brynn said, what the fuck? I agreed.
Speaker 1: We dragged Heather back into the office. Brynn ran back
Speaker 1: into the hallway and I heard her phone snap a photo.
Speaker 1: She slammed the cursed door shut. Found our fucking magician,
Speaker 1: I said, as I worked the office window open, Brynn
Speaker 1: shut and locked the office door. Doomsday. Brynn said, she'll
Speaker 1: know what to do. I climbed out the window. Bryn
Speaker 1: handed me Heather and we ran for it. We couldn't
Speaker 1: lock the window behind us, we couldn't grab our bikes.
Speaker 1: Brynn put Heather into a fireman's carry and we made
Speaker 1: for a side street, just as the nineteen fifties pickup
Speaker 1: truck roared down the main street and skidded to a
Speaker 1: halt out in front of the building. I didn't think
Speaker 1: he saw us. Don't die, Brynn said, as we ran.
Speaker 1: Don't die, don't die, don't die. Doomsday met us at
Speaker 1: the front door of the library, and we ran up
Speaker 1: the steps. I was just out of Breatha's brin, and
Speaker 1: I didn't have one hundred some extra pounds of friend
Speaker 1: thrown over my shoulders. I swept dozens of books off
Speaker 1: the table, and Bryn laid Heather down atop it. I
Speaker 1: told Doomsday the gist of what had happened. You've got
Speaker 1: a hospital in town, I asked. As Vasillis came up
Speaker 1: after us. He shook his head. Nearest one's about an
Speaker 1: hour east. We've got a little emergency clinic, though, won't
Speaker 1: do any good, Doomsday said, as she inspected the patient.
Speaker 1: It's not physical damage, it's metaphysical damage. That green fire,
Speaker 1: it's called witch's fire. Rebecca mentioned it once burns the
Speaker 1: not the soul. Imagine you've got a second body, a
Speaker 1: metaphysical body. The bones of that second body, that's your soul,
Speaker 1: which is fire, burns away that second skin, the membrane
Speaker 1: that protects the soul. It'll kill you as sure as
Speaker 1: being flayed. We've got to try to reverse the damage,
Speaker 1: Vascilla said, We've got to regenerate that second skin. No,
Speaker 1: Doomsday said, too dangerous. Just need to soothe the burn,
Speaker 1: keep it from getting infected while it heals itself. That
Speaker 1: could take years. Vascilla shouted, I've been studying this for
Speaker 1: a decade. Half of what you know you learned here today,
Speaker 1: reading from my collection. He rose to his full height.
Speaker 1: Everyone freaks out a little bit differently. Vasillis apparently freaks
Speaker 1: out by trying to dominate people. He wasn't winning me over,
Speaker 1: and she'll be in a coma the whole time. Doomsday agreed,
Speaker 1: we have to do this now, Vasillis said. Doomsday looked thoughtful.
Speaker 1: I was going to back her whatever she chose. That
Speaker 1: was an easy conclusion to reach. She's your friend, Doomsday said,
Speaker 1: at last, she's my everything. The two of them together
Speaker 1: prepared the ritual. Vasillis was the teacher, Doomsday the student.
Speaker 1: It was sort of bizarrely elaborate, complete with wringing the
Speaker 1: floor with herb infused salts and washing Heather's nude body
Speaker 1: with oils. Brynn and I stayed out of the way,
Speaker 1: watching from a couch in the corner. Brynn was folded
Speaker 1: in on herself and worry. I held her. Vasillis chanted
Speaker 1: in Greek and English. A supernaturally bright red flush moved
Speaker 1: across Heather's skin in the wake of his hands as
Speaker 1: he encanted by the look on his face and the
Speaker 1: sweat beginning to form on his brow. It wasn't working.
Speaker 1: After a minute, maybe Doomsday joined him. She too looked desperate.
Speaker 1: I heard a crack as Vasillis's hands jerked into an
Speaker 1: unnatural position. He fainted, crumpling down onto himself and the floor.
Speaker 1: Then Heather screamed. Then Heather died. Vulture and Thursday came
Speaker 1: back that evening before Vassilis came to Doomsday had briefed
Speaker 1: them over the phone shortly after it happened, but I
Speaker 1: imagine it was still quite a shock to walk into
Speaker 1: the apartment. Heather was laid out on the table, still
Speaker 1: with a sheet covering everything but her face. Vasilis was
Speaker 1: passed out on the floor in a fetal position. Doomsday
Speaker 1: was pacing. Brynn was sobbing. I was holding her with
Speaker 1: my good hand, my wounded hand, the hand that the
Speaker 1: goat had bitten, the hand that hadn't been burned by
Speaker 1: the witch's fire. I didn't let it touch her. I
Speaker 1: was afraid of my own hand. What did you find,
Speaker 1: Doomsday asked the boys. She put on a kettle for tea.
Speaker 1: Sometimes it was unclear if that woman was capable of
Speaker 1: expressing emotion. I guests. Vulture said, I guess that still
Speaker 1: matters more than ever. Doomsday said, she wasn't wrong. We
Speaker 1: found their car, Thursday said. Pushed into a lake close
Speaker 1: to the trailhead, Vulture found the treadmarks and the dirt.
Speaker 1: Even six months later, I wouldn't have noticed them. I
Speaker 1: dove in and found the car, and Doomsday asked, and
Speaker 1: it's a sunken car. Thursday said, that's it, that's all.
Speaker 1: No skeletons, no backpacks, just a fucking car. Bacillis stirred
Speaker 1: Breyne and I jumped up and helped him to his feet,
Speaker 1: then to a chair. Doomsday set the tee in front
Speaker 1: of him. Maybe she hadn't been as callous as I assumed.
Speaker 1: We are going to talk about this, Doomsday said, kneeling
Speaker 1: on the floor in front of his chair. Let me
Speaker 1: be If I leave you alone right now, you may
Speaker 1: never emotionally recover from what's happened. I don't care. Methodically,
Speaker 1: he pulled on his mangled hands and worked them back
Speaker 1: into place. I never seen anyone injured like that, and
Speaker 1: I never seen anyone heal themselves like that. When a
Speaker 1: person is dying, you don't stop to wait for their
Speaker 1: permission to intervene medically. You know that you acted on that.
Speaker 1: The same is true now for you. I never even
Speaker 1: imagined this side of Doomsday. I assumed she didn't have
Speaker 1: a nurturing bone in her body. Tough love is still love.
Speaker 1: Though you were right, Vascilla said, she was too far
Speaker 1: gone to heal. We should have soothed her wounds instead
Speaker 1: of trying to directly reverse the damage. Is that what
Speaker 1: you want to hear? That's true, Doomsday said, But it's immaterial.
Speaker 1: I could have been wrong. You did what you felt
Speaker 1: like you had to do, which is always ethically better
Speaker 1: than doing nothing. Then what are we going to talk about? Well,
Speaker 1: they're going to talk about these ads, eh, eh, find
Speaker 1: the most emotionally impactful part of the story and interrupt
Speaker 1: it with advertisements. That's the way of the world. Here's
Speaker 1: the ads and we're back. Then what are we going
Speaker 1: to talk about? We're going to talk about Barrow because
Speaker 1: I don't know the first thing about emotional support, but
Speaker 1: I want to get you problem solving instead. I want
Speaker 1: you to worry about this later soon. Even think of
Speaker 1: problem solving right now as your emotional tourniquet to stop
Speaker 1: the bleeding before you can get real support. What does
Speaker 1: this mean? Brinn asked and showed Vasillis a photo of
Speaker 1: the Greek carving over the door. Vulture on Thursday, who
Speaker 1: hadn't yet seen it, stood behind him to look as well.
Speaker 1: None that are living may pass Doomsday nodded. That's about
Speaker 1: what I figured. She steepled her fingers. How long have
Speaker 1: you known that Sebastian Miller was responsible for the resurrection
Speaker 1: of a Sola and Gertrude. I didn't know. You're not
Speaker 1: an idiot, It was only I guess you are lucky.
Speaker 1: I'm not in a blaming people mood. Doomsday said, blaming
Speaker 1: people moods are the opposite of getting shit done moods,
Speaker 1: and I'm in a getting shitit done mood. Vasillis nodded weakly.
Speaker 1: I had no idea. When a Sola came back, she
Speaker 1: wouldn't talk to us. But when Gertrude came back to yeah,
Speaker 1: I suspected. Was he ever in here? Ever? Checking out
Speaker 1: books on magic? All the good stuff is closed to
Speaker 1: the public. It's all up here. Thursday nodded. He did
Speaker 1: check out a book on modern Greek last winter, returned
Speaker 1: it not a week later. I was disappointed, because it
Speaker 1: would be nice to have people locally I could talk to.
Speaker 1: That's how he knew the right words for the barrier,
Speaker 1: Doomsday said, My hand went through the barrier without burning.
Speaker 1: I said, let me see it, Vasillis said. I showed him.
Speaker 1: He whispered arcane words, throwing them forcefully from his lungs,
Speaker 1: as though afraid of them, then held his hands above
Speaker 1: my hands. My left hand, my undamaged hand glowed red.
Speaker 1: My right hand was unchanged. This hand, he said, it
Speaker 1: doesn't have a soul. Cool, I said, Bryn laughed a little,
Speaker 1: then got self conscious. What does that mean? Practically almost nothing.
Speaker 1: Enough wounds like that and you'll die. But I don't
Speaker 1: think I'll have any effect on you other than that. Okay,
Speaker 1: Thursday said, this is easy enough. The barrier won't let
Speaker 1: anyone through who's living. An undead hand doesn't count as living.
Speaker 1: I bet a soul in Gertrude don't either. Get one
Speaker 1: of them to head on through find out what happened.
Speaker 1: They won't do it, I said, think about it. They've
Speaker 1: got to know more than they're telling us already. If
Speaker 1: they want wanted to help more, they'd have offered. Gertrude's
Speaker 1: probably in on it. Thursday said, they're married, after all.
Speaker 1: I get resurrecting your dead wife, I said, but I
Speaker 1: wonder why a sola we resurrect? Heather Bascilla said, to
Speaker 1: get through the barrier. I looked at Doomsday, expecting her
Speaker 1: to shoot him down. Yeah, Doomsday said. Instead. She put
Speaker 1: her hand to her cheeks, scratching in thought, yeah, that
Speaker 1: would that would work. She'd be able to go through
Speaker 1: the boundary. Are you fucking kidding? Thursday asked? The thing is?
Speaker 1: Doomsday said, still thinking it over, I don't think we
Speaker 1: could do it without the Book of Barrow. I only
Speaker 1: know a few of his minor rituals, not resurrection. Also,
Speaker 1: don't you have to end one life to bring one back? Yes,
Speaker 1: he said, well you can bring them back temporarily as
Speaker 1: long as the ritual is still being cast. But if
Speaker 1: you don't give Barrow his due at the end of
Speaker 1: the ritual, right back to death, the person goes, this
Speaker 1: is really obviously a shit idea. Thursday said, why. Doomsday asked,
Speaker 1: are you telling me that if you could bring Heather
Speaker 1: back right now that you wouldn't do it? It's unnatural.
Speaker 1: Thursday said, it's fucking magic. Doomsday said, none of it's
Speaker 1: any more or less natural than anything else. I'm not
Speaker 1: here just to learn about this stuff in the abstract.
Speaker 1: I'm here to gain and wield power over others. Thursday asked, no,
Speaker 1: God damn it, not over others. Everything is power. A
Speaker 1: fucking gun is power. I used one once to end
Speaker 1: three lives, but it wasn't because I wanted to wield
Speaker 1: power over them. It's that I needed them to stop
Speaker 1: wielding power over me. It's a pretty fucking massive power
Speaker 1: imbalance in this world, and I don't see why we
Speaker 1: should be afraid to correct it. Doomsday stood up, bringing
Speaker 1: her teacup with her taking a long sip. Are humans
Speaker 1: supposed to fly? I don't know. We built airplanes though.
Speaker 1: Are we supposed to bring back the dead? I don't know,
Speaker 1: but EMTs do it all the time. It's not a
Speaker 1: question of whether or not it's ethical to bring Heather
Speaker 1: back from the dead. It's whether or not we can
Speaker 1: and whether or not it will further our aims. She
Speaker 1: turned his face. Vacillis, if it's a life for a life,
Speaker 1: will you do it? Will you die for her? Yes?
Speaker 1: Vacillis answered, but then doubt clouded his features. I don't know,
Speaker 1: moot point, Vulture said, we don't have the book. Maybe
Speaker 1: he's got it on him, but I bet it's on
Speaker 1: the other side of that barrier. I say we send
Speaker 1: a drone, Doomsday laughed, I wasn't joking. Vulture said, we
Speaker 1: get a drone to fly down there with a camera.
Speaker 1: Where the hell would we get a drone? Doomsday asked, well,
Speaker 1: if they only looked at our sponsors, they might find
Speaker 1: that we might be advertising drones. I don't know. Maybe
Speaker 1: there's only one way to find out, and it's still
Speaker 1: listen and we're back. Oh like I'm the one with
Speaker 1: the unrealistic plan. I'm not the one planning human sacrifice
Speaker 1: and reanimating corpses. Oh shit, wait, Doomsday said, what Thursday asked?
Speaker 1: Doomsday went to the pile of the book still scattered
Speaker 1: across the floor next to the table, and picked one out,
Speaker 1: flipping through the pages. Yeah, okay, no resurrection for us,
Speaker 1: she said. Quote Barrow an endless spirit who stands at
Speaker 1: the gate between the living and the dead, waiting to
Speaker 1: tear it from its hinges. While capable of granting power
Speaker 1: over many things, he is mostly known for his ability
Speaker 1: to reverse to death by imbuing the body of the
Speaker 1: dead with a peace of his soul. It is believed
Speaker 1: that enough of his soul passes from the land of
Speaker 1: the dead into the land of the living, the gates
Speaker 1: will open, the distinction between the living and the dead
Speaker 1: will be forever destroyed. The living will storm Heaven, the
Speaker 1: dead will storm Earth. So Vulture said, if enough people
Speaker 1: are resurrected all at once, we get some Bible style apocalypse. Basically,
Speaker 1: Doomsday said cool Walter said, how many resurrections do you think?
Speaker 1: I asked, No idea. I looked to vacillus. You knew
Speaker 1: about this apocalypse thing, yeah, he said, looking down at
Speaker 1: his hands, and you didn't say anything about it. Because
Speaker 1: I want to bring back Heather. Holy shit, Brnn said,
Speaker 1: If I really could trader sorry ass for Heather, I
Speaker 1: would do it in a second. Hey, don't be mean
Speaker 1: to him, Vulture protested, he's just well, he's had a
Speaker 1: rough day. The odds of one more piece of barrow
Speaker 1: being the tipping point are so incredibly low, As Silas said,
Speaker 1: these rituals have been performed for thousands of years and
Speaker 1: it hasn't happened yet. We could bring Heather back and
Speaker 1: just her and would almost certainly be fine, Almost certainly.
Speaker 1: Thursday mumbled, I would bring Clay back. I realized that
Speaker 1: all of the sudden, I would go to Denver and
Speaker 1: I would dig up the body of my old best
Speaker 1: friend and I would bring him back to life because
Speaker 1: the world needed someone like Clay, because I needed Clay.
Speaker 1: I don't know that I would kill to do it.
Speaker 1: I don't know if i'd sacrifice myself to do it,
Speaker 1: but I might risk the apocalypse for him. All of
Speaker 1: this is one hundred percent beside the point. Thursday cut in.
Speaker 1: We don't have the book. We can't resurrect anyone. We
Speaker 1: probably can't find a drone in town. Vulture looked, sad.
Speaker 1: We can either try harder to recruit a Sola or Gertrude,
Speaker 1: or we can confront Sebastian. Head on. Thursday said, those
Speaker 1: are our options, or we follow Sebastian and figure out
Speaker 1: how he gets into his basement. I said, he's not resurrected,
Speaker 1: not that we know of. He's got to get in
Speaker 1: there somehow. He can probably bring the barrier up and
Speaker 1: down at will. Doomsday said, and it will last until
Speaker 1: he's unconscious or dead, like asleep. I asked, no, actually unconscious.
Speaker 1: How do you summon a barrier like that anyway? Thursday asked,
Speaker 1: can we do that and keep ourselves safe? Doomsday looked
Speaker 1: to Vasillis, implying that she didn't know. It's not Barrow's work. Specifically,
Speaker 1: a lot of spirits can grant, which is fire, but
Speaker 1: it's still necromancy. The only ritual I know it involves
Speaker 1: inflicting immense pain on an unwilling victim. That's out, then,
Speaker 1: Vulture said. Thursday still looked thoughtful. Hey, Brynn said from
Speaker 1: where she stood by the window. Is there supposed to
Speaker 1: be a black suv parked out in front of the library.
Speaker 1: That a normal thing, no Vasillis said, instead of coming
Speaker 1: to look, though, he dropped his head in sorrow. I
Speaker 1: bet it's the magic Feds. Vulture said. How'd they find us?
Speaker 1: I asked, I don't know. Vulture said, probably the tracking
Speaker 1: devices we all have in our pockets. I keep trying
Speaker 1: to get you all on burner phones and VPNs, but
Speaker 1: you never listen. What do we do? Vasillis asked. It
Speaker 1: was hard to understand him with his head buried in
Speaker 1: his hands. We sit tight, I said, it just drove off.
Speaker 1: Brynn reported, problem solved forever. Vulture said, what were the plates?
Speaker 1: I asked, California could be tourists. Vasillis said he still
Speaker 1: didn't look up. Now, I bet it's the magic Feds,
Speaker 1: Vulture said, doesn't change anything. Thursday said, just raises the
Speaker 1: steaks is all. It's never good to get caught with
Speaker 1: a body. They won't be after us, I said, they'll
Speaker 1: be after the book, and fuck if they get it.
Speaker 1: I assure him, So glad you came to town, Vasillis said,
Speaker 1: he tried for biting sarcasm. But halfway through his sentence,
Speaker 1: his voice broke and he started to cry. They're there,
Speaker 1: Vulture said, rubbing our host's shoulders. It's okay, And Vulture
Speaker 1: thought for a minute, I mean, it's not actually okay.
Speaker 1: Silence reigned in the apartment, but I guess you knew that.
Speaker 1: That night, Vasillis slept in the living room and gave
Speaker 1: Brinn and me his room. He said he wanted to
Speaker 1: keep vigil. I could think of a few reasons it
Speaker 1: was a bad idea to let him, but I wanted
Speaker 1: to sleep in a bed, so I didn't say anything.
Speaker 1: Took off to scope out the town. That was also
Speaker 1: a bad idea. There were magicians and magic feds about,
Speaker 1: but I knew my opinion on the matter wouldn't have
Speaker 1: any bearing on his actions, so I didn't say anything. Thursday,
Speaker 1: actually sensible decided to keep watch from inside the library
Speaker 1: rather than standing out front with a gun. For a
Speaker 1: long while, I laid on my back on Vasillisa's bed.
Speaker 1: Brynn was curled up with her head on my shoulder.
Speaker 1: Racking sobs from the living room filled the air, and
Speaker 1: I focused my attention on Bryn's breathing. Today, fucking sucks,
Speaker 1: I said, at last, Yeah, it does, being demon Hunters's garbage.
Speaker 1: Brynn laughed a little bit at that, but it wasn't
Speaker 1: her giggle. He was too soft, too tenuous, to be
Speaker 1: her real laugh. I don't say this much, Brynn said,
Speaker 1: and I don't even know where I mean by it.
Speaker 1: But I want to go home. God, I said me too.
Speaker 1: I held her tighter. The crying in the living room
Speaker 1: hit a crescendo, and it sounded like the scillis was
Speaker 1: trying to vomit his heart out of his chest. How
Speaker 1: do you think we get ourselves thrown in the same
Speaker 1: prison if we go down for this, I asked. If
Speaker 1: we're lucky, they'll send us to prison. Bryn said, I've
Speaker 1: got a feeling though, that this is an X file shit,
Speaker 1: and they just quietly make it so you and I
Speaker 1: were never born. Who would have figured Moulder and Scully
Speaker 1: are the bad guys after all? I thought it over
Speaker 1: for a while. If we can see them, they're not
Speaker 1: after us, I said, huh. Feds don't show up looking
Speaker 1: obviously like FEDS unless they're there to scare you, not
Speaker 1: arrest you. It's the mortar shell. You don't hear that
Speaker 1: kills you, Brine asked, yeah, hope there aren't more mortar
Speaker 1: shells around. The crying from the living room faded into silence.
Speaker 1: I like you, Brin said. We don't get to choose
Speaker 1: how we die, only how we live. And I like
Speaker 1: you and I'm glad I got to know you. I
Speaker 1: like you too. You know what Heather and I talked
Speaker 1: about last night? So late Berne asked, what's that you
Speaker 1: well me but me as relates to you. I told
Speaker 1: her how I felt about you, how I wasn't sure
Speaker 1: what to do. She told me, I'm going to get
Speaker 1: the exact words wrong, which is going to drive me
Speaker 1: fucking crazy because it's one of the last things she
Speaker 1: ever got to say. She told me that it's okay
Speaker 1: to let yourself love someone, but that letting yourself love
Speaker 1: someone is like letting someone have the keys to your
Speaker 1: control room so that you can share the responsibility of
Speaker 1: running yourself with someone else. It's worth doing, and people
Speaker 1: will get in there and pull the wrong levers. That's
Speaker 1: just the risk you got to take. I like that,
Speaker 1: I said, What was with the Ora boris? New start
Speaker 1: friend said? She choked up a little on her words.
Speaker 1: She wanted a snake that eats its own tail to
Speaker 1: remind herself that things go in cycles, that it's never
Speaker 1: too late for a new start. There wasn't anything to
Speaker 1: say to that, there's always time for a new start,
Speaker 1: until one day there isn't holding one another trying not
Speaker 1: to think about the world outside that bedroom. We slowly
Speaker 1: let sleep come for us. Dun dun dum. That's the
Speaker 1: end of chapter four. What happens in chapter five, Well,
Speaker 1: you're gonna have to wait until probably next Sunday. But
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