Shattered

"Cerlius Draken."

Cerlius froze. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end. His heart beat louder than a war drum. Tears streamed down Olpi's face as she seemed to resign herself to her fate, covering her ears. The Watchmen repeated: "Cerlius Draken, son of Maximus."

'Maximus Draken?' Larque gasped. 'What the hell is going on? Cerlius, are any memories returning?'

Cerlius didn't hear a thing the demon said. He remained slack jawed, gawking at the Watchman as if it were a ghost: "Who am I speaking to?" The darkness seemed to clutch onto Cerlius's quaking body. "P-please. Talk to me. Please."