A Mystery Deep Below Part 10
Lar was like a mad woman. She went through her hut, throwing this or that into bags. By the time she was done, there were many bags. “Come, come. Grab a few of these.”
“Yes, Lar.” I went and looped several through each hand to where I had handles up to my elbows. “What is all this?”
“Just some items to help us catch a killer, child. What else?” Lar never looked up at me. She continued to fill even more bags.
We lugged them all over to my room in the hut I lived in. She quickly went to work. To my astonishment, it wasn’t just one item she built. She created several gadgets first. Every time I tried to touch one, my hand stung from Lar slapping it.
Next, she rebuilt the cage from before. I hadn’t noticed her tearing it down from all the flying parts I had to dodge. This time, it was bigger and stronger. Lar attached one of the devices to it, and the cage began to hum.
“Is that magic, Lar?” It sounded like magic, but not.
“No, silly child. It is electricity.” Lar laughed as if it was the funniest joke she had ever heard.
“What is eee-lek-triss-itee?” I had never heard of such a thing. It had to be magic.
Lar laughed even harder, doubling over from the stomach pain it caused. “We haven’t gotten to that part of your learning yet, Limmeg. It is something Torchal taught me about. Apparently, those who walk above the waters use it.”
I glanced at the floor. There were no leftover parts. She had used them all. It was astonishing how Lar could know exactly what she needed in her chaos earlier.
“Now what do we do, Lar?” Building all of this was one thing. Using it when needed was another. How could we know when he would come back?
As if she read my mind… again… she answered the unspoken question. “He will come tonight. The soul has an expiration date. Both in and out of the body. He won’t be able to leave it behind for long. If he did, then he would have to go through the trouble of retrieving a different one.”
“Good point. So, we go back to the warehouse?”
“Yes. We go there and wait with these items.” She pointed to several gadgets. “When we get him, then we can bring him here to this cage.”
“Those gadgets better be able to hold him till we get here then.” This didn’t sound like a good plan to me but the look on Lar’s face made me rethink that.
“It is a perfect plan! These devices will hold him just fine. Then when we have him in the cage, we can station guards until Torchal is ready to sentence him.” Lar’s head was held high. She was definitely proud of her plan. That is until I asked my next question.
“What kind of sentence can Torchal give to such a creature? He came from the waters. What can we do to him that would be justice?”
“That, my dear, is a very good question indeed. It is not up to us to decide this one’s fate. That is only for Torchal to decide. He knows what must be done and we will do as he bids.” Lar went back to holding her head high. “Now, grab those devices and let us set up an ambush that creature will never expect.”
