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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 491) Blood Stained

“It looks like you are lucky.” The old man says as he wraps two fingers around the butterfly looking piece of jewelry. “It didn’t hit your artery.”

“I don’t feel lucky. Get this thing out of my neck!” Stephen says with disgust.

“Okay, roll from your side to your stomach and stay calm. This might hurt.” The old man says as he begins to pull on the item.

Zsofia takes hold of Stephen’s hand and he squeezes it in preparation of the pain he is about to receive. Laszlo applies pressure around the item and pulls on it slowly as its blood stained stem lifts from Stephen’s skin. Once the item is clear, he takes a handkerchief from his pocket and applies pressure to the wound.

Zsofia runs her fingers through Stephen’s dark wavy hair as he lies face down with her grandfather pressing on the back of his neck. The handkerchief slowly turns red in the middle as blood begins to fill the fibers. Looking up at her grandfather with questioning and worrisome eyes, her elder shakes his head as if telling her not to say a word.

“Is it out?” Stephen asks as he starts to turn his head to the side.

“Just stay still, we’ve got a little blood to contend with.” Laszlo says as he continues to press on the cloth.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 490) Sharp

“My neck, oh. . . it hurts.” Stephen says with difficulty as Zsofia gently lifts his head to feel the backside of his neck.

“Ouch!” She says as she touches something sharp that slices across her finger. “Can you roll onto your side?” She asks in a calm manner trying to not upset or worry him.

“Yeah, what is it? What did that thing hit me with?” Stephen asks in a weak voice as he turns sideways.

“It’s a large hat pin.” Laszlo says as he slowly kneels down next to his granddaughter as she cradles Stephen’s head and shoulders. “It’s. . . it’s your grandmother’s hat pin, one that I bought her when we were young.” His voice trails off.

“Well get it out of me!” Stephen yells as he reaches for it and begins to panic. “Where is the Guta?” He rushes to say as he starts to roll over to look at the doorway but Laszlo applies pressure to hold him in place.

“You have to hold still, this is in a bad spot and we don’t want you bleeding out on us.” The old man says in a stern way.

As he inspects the area the thick pin punctured, Zsofia holds her breath. Very carefully, Laszlo wiggles the pin slightly as he leans down very close to Stephen’s neck to look at the depth of the object in the skin.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 489) Line Of Salt

Stephen quickly turns putting his arm around the elderly woman’s waist pulling her with him as they run for the safety of the prepared room. He feels something hard brush against his shoulder with great force and then a pain to the back of his neck that thrust him to the floor. Klara steps into the room as Zsofia and Laszlo each take Stephen by the arm dragging him across the threshold severely disturbing the line of salt.

“No!” Klara yells as she grabs the jar of salt off the table.

She shoves her hand into it with such force it breaks a piece of glass off embedding it into her skin. While moving forward she throws a handful of the tiny white beads at the doorway and a deafening, not human or animal sound screeches loudly into the room as all four adults cover their ears in pain.

Thunder vibrates heavily as trinkets and items sitting around the room clank together from the intense rumble much like the aftershocks of an earthquake. Stephen rolls over onto his back as the pain in his neck sharpens and throbs with each pulse of his heartbeat. He groans as he tries to open his eyes and see exactly what is going on around him.

“Oh no, oh no, Stephen. . . are you alright?” Zsofia says as she immediately slides down onto the floor cupping his head in her hands.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 488) Need To Move

Running at a sprint, Stephen lunges at the old woman with his arms stretched out in front of him. His body hits the floor with a loud thud as he grabs hold of Klara’s left ankle. Oddly, the Guta releases her as soon as Stephen takes hold and it stands calm and very still in the darkness of the hallway, only an arm length away. All the blood is rushing to Stephen’s head causing him to feel dizzy as the pressure of his adrenaline builds but he manages to stand up, pulling the old woman up next to him.

“Stephen!” Zsofia yells as she and her grandfather stay just inside the room but lean out to view the events in the hall.

“No, stay back Zsofia!” Stephen commands as he holds his hand up without losing eye contact with the wicked beast staring at him.

Droplets of thick saliva ooze from the mouth of the beast like a dog preparing for a fresh carnivorous meal. It wheezes as it laughs but does not blink its deep-set lifeless eyes, not once. Slowly Stephen pulls Klara to his side and then gently maneuvers her so she is now behind him. Together, slowly and deliberately, they back away from this frightening demonic presence. Its breaths are changing from slow gurgling intakes to more of a quick pant.

“It is going to pounce, the energy is strong.” Klara says as Stephen nudges her to hush.

“Isssstvan,” it hisses as Stephen tries to pick up the pace and speed the process of walking backwards, pushing Klara along.

“We need to move. . .” Stephen says as he takes hold of Klara’s hand. “We need to move, NOW!”

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 487) Is It Near

“A demon cannot be harmed by the meager touch of man.” The old woman says as fact as she walks in the direction of the open door to the hall and pauses in her footing and speech. “Is it near, Istvan? I can feel it, but not see it.” She says softly as she places her hand on the door frame.

Stephen looks up just as the Guta steps forward but being mindful not to cross the ironwork and wood or the dusting of salt on the floor. It stands within inches of the old woman, its hideous features distorted by the poor lighting and its stature smaller than her as it looks up. The fierce expression in its eyes is somewhat devious, like a child trying to trick a parent but then it reaches up, holding its hand out as if to touch Klara’s face.

“Klara, you should move back!” Stephen yells as he stands up. “It’s going to touch you!”

As soon as the warning words leave his lips, the Guta grabs for Klara, easily plucking her from the room as if she weighs nothing. With her screaming and kicking, the beast drags her down the hall at such a pace that before Stephen steps over the line of salt; she is nearly at the end of the long dark corridor.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 486) Eyes Diverted

“You too have been marked by the shadows of Guta, but you chose to rise above it.” Klara winks at Zsofia as if she is pleased in using her own words. “You had Tamas, who needed you and needed your graceful energy so you freely gave it to him. Your demeanor blossomed despite the pressure of distress, but not Istvan. No, he was scared and has carried this burden of suffering throughout his life.” She looks sad now as if she could cry at any moment but her eyes stay fixed on Stephen and no one says a word.

“The moment of your return to this place arose when your great-uncle was overcome by his greed.” Says Laszlo as he breaks the awkward silence in the room. “I don’t know if age played a part but he became diligent on finding some hidden treasure in these walls. Just look at the place, it is full of items that could be sold and if he needed money, he could have come to me!” The elderly man stands up.

“Was he broke or something?” Stephen asks as he tries to conceal the glance he made at the hallway.

Laszlo sees where his eyes diverted to and immediately sits as if scolded. Bowing his head down, he clears his throat and makes eye contact with Stephen. He moves his eyes as if asking if the Guta is near and Stephen nods his head up and down ever so slightly. Laszlo then begins to whisper.

“He thought there was a huge sum of money to be had and went mad looking for it. I could not tell him to stay away from the room in the basement for that would have driven him right to it!” He lowers his voice even more. “If I knew of a way to kill it, I would do it, but. . . it isn’t really living now is it?”

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 485) Oppressed

This entire conversation has been leaning toward Laszlo as the beasts’ main focus, but to Stephen in looking at this monsters wicked stare, realizes it is still very much in pursuit of him.

“The shadows of Guta hang over you boy. You need to look away.” Klara gravels in a very low voice without looking at Stephen.

“You keep saying that.” Stephen says in response to her statement. “What does that mean, the shadows of Guta?” He questions as Klara slowly turns around to face him.

“The first time I physically met you, your skin was shallow and your eyes anxious.” She speaks softly as she walks to where Stephen and Zsofia are sitting. “There was grayness around you, a mist of sorts, and disappointment in your eyes.” She stares at him a moment and without blinking then says, “You are oppressed by the shadows of Guta from its depth of madness and fear to its paranoid and apprehensive waves of torment.”

“Even though, for all these years, he has not been around it?” Zsofia questions and the old woman grins slightly as she turns toward her.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 484) Blends In

Stephen realizes it has been several hours since this entire span of time and extensive conversation began. Much of the time spent has been here, in this single room. The windows show the sky is growing even darker than before as the thickness of the storm clouds stifle any afternoon sun.

It has been many minutes since Stephen last looked out at the bleak and foreboding hallway. He has not heard the tapping sounds from the feet of the Guta nor does he see it at this moment. With much deliberation into what he is learning, Stephen is not sure if this conversation is more or less frightening than the attention he is receiving from the creature watching him.

Focusing on the darkest portion of the hall, he stares at the blackness. After several seconds, when he is about to convince himself that nothing is there, he sees it. The deep red color of the creature blends in well with the colorless backdrop and its eyes glisten as the candlelight flickers in them. They are deep dark liquefied circles of inertness and evil.

As the clarity of Stephen’s gaze increases, he realizes this corrupted menace is grinning while looking directly at him. Its mouth wide across its face with only a small slit for an opening. This challenging moment seems to delight the Guta for it begins to grin wide showing dark teeth inside a black stained mouth.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 483) Uncomfortable

“The pieces of it have all come together for me now.” Klara smiles, but only slightly, as she speaks softly. “I finally understand the things I have seen in my readings and mind. I now identify with the directions I have been pulled.” She looks down at her feet and clasps her hands together at her chest.

“I can tell you it is not what I expected.” She whispers as if speaking to herself. “It is not only Istvan it wants. . . it has been you all this time Laszlo. It wants to cast its revenge onto you.” She points at him much like a judge condemning the man and a transparent current explodes in the room causing everyone to become tense and uncomfortable.

“You dear boy, are a victim of your grandmother’s evil doing.” Klara points at him as if giving him a command and her voice lowers. “When someone has been cursed and is held in the shadows of Guta, they do not function like others.” She says as she reaches out, taking his hand in hers. “Yes, it was a curse that she laid upon all of us!” The old woman’s hands begin to quiver. “We must find a way; yes. . . we must find a way.”

“A way to what? What are you talking about?” Stephen asks as he quickly pulls his hand away, but the old woman merely stands up and walks to the bedroom door to look in on Tamas.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 482) Her Steps

“Your Grandmother, Stephen, she had not changed.” Laszlo continues. “She simply wanted me to think she had. The moving of your Grandfather to the gatehouse was all for show to make her look like a devoted wife and grandmother to her visiting son and grandson.” Laszlo looks at Klara. “She thought she could control it but as a demon, it once ran free across the land and had done so for centuries.” The aging man shakes his head back and forth. “With her summons, the Guta was forced to stay close by and it followed her everywhere. After the death of your grandfather,” he looks at Stephen, “she found herself living in fear and then it began to beat on her.

“I was the one who finally trapped it again in the small cell in the basement.” Laszlo runs his hand down his face from his brow to his chin. “I followed her steps perfectly and was able to do it by myself.” He leans his chin on his hand as he tries not to cry.

“Why didn’t she help you, grandfather?” Zsofia quizzes.

“Because she was already dead!” The old man yells and then pauses as if his entire body has gone numb. “She hung herself from the fourth floor walkway in the conservatory. It was all because I shunned her. I fell out of love once I realized how evil she had become. Yet even after all of this, with my feelings toward her changed, I told her I would help her capture the beast that had now turned on her.” He begins to sob. “I helped her create this and now, after all these years, understand why she took her own life.”

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 481) Left Open

The first thoughts running through Stephen’s mind are of the safety of the group gathered here, huddled together and fearful. If his grandmother, who started this entire process, changed her mind and decided to protect his grandfather, how did the Guta get to him? Are they safe now, with the beast on the other side of the wall? He starts to address his question to Klara but she begins to speak.

“There was one door, one single door in this entire manor that was purposely left open and unattended. Wasn’t there?” She quizzes to Laszlo and then coughs as she glances in the opposite direction at the open door to the hallway.

“So it found its way out anyhow.” Stephen says as he glances at Zsofia who is listening intently.

“She wanted it to. She left the door open that was least conspicuous, the one that goes from the conservatory to the southern wall.” Laszlo rubs his hands as if they ache with pain.

“That is the way I used to sneak in, it has always been unlocked.” Zsofia says with a shiver as she whispers this to Stephen.

“But until just recently, my dear, the Guta had once again been contained behind the barriers laid out around it.” Klara says in a riddle sort of way as she looks at Zsofia and then continues talking as if reading an excerpt from a book. “At the time of your coming and going, it didn’t matter how many doors or windows were unlocked and open for it was being held down by the rules before it.”

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 480) Found Out

“She was as clever as the demon for as part of the offering she said the Guta would have free reign of the manor. Being the ruthless individual she was, she also wanted it to be a trap to keep the beast here forever. Isn’t that right?” Klara says to Laszlo in an orderly manner.

“Yes,” Laszlo replies. “Once every door and window in this place was secure, it was contained here inside these walls. It then began pouncing upon its victim, your grandfather, repeatedly and he became very ill.” Laszlo looks toward the door. “I wanted it to stop, to leave him alone, but she would not call it off. So I came here while she was away and did what I could to build a barrier.” He looks down as he begins to cry.

“He was found out,” Klara says in a low tone. “She was too smart to be fooled by a kind deed so she moved her husband to the gatehouse.”

“Yes. She fooled everyone, including me.” Laszlo says as he looks at Zsofia. “She told me she had made a mistake and that moving him away from the manor would give him time to heal, and time for her to find a way to banish the Guta from their lives.”

“So what happened, what went wrong? How did the Guta get to him if all of these things were put into place?” Stephen questions almost frantic as his heart rate goes up.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 479) Foolish

“The wood and iron on and around the door,” Stephen directs this to Klara. “You told me it creates barriers for the Guta. With it on this door, my grandfather would have been under its protection here in his bedroom. Why did they move to the gatehouse where he was attacked and died?”

“Your grandfather had been attacked twice in two days here at the manor and then your grandmother left for a three-day visit.” Laszlo states rather quickly. “I have no idea where she went or who she stayed with, but while she was away, I inlaid the iron as a protection device.” He pauses as he looks back at the door to the bedroom where Tamas is resting.

“Your grandmother realized what I had done.” Laszlo says before he once again puts his hand to his forehead. “I tried to conceal it from her. Your grandfather was my best friend!” He raises his voice in anger then it drifts down to a light whisper. “I did not want anything to happen to him. I was so foolish.” He drops his hand down to rest it on the arm of the couch.

“When she started this, all of this evil business, she told me she would trap this creature in a small room where she could control it. She told me all entries to the manor must be embedded with wood and iron at all doors and windows to keep the Guta there, trapped and under her control, just in case something went wrong.” Laszlo says in a low tone.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 478) Bits Of Iron

Resting her head on Stephen’s shoulder, Zsofia stares out at the seemingly empty doorway. With her this close, Stephen can smell the lemony berry scent he has come to recognize so well. Her hair is sweet and soft as she nuzzles up to him. This feels right to Stephen, comforting and calming, he cannot stand the thought of her being hurt or frightened by the monster lurking in the hall. He feels stronger and more in control of himself at this moment but anger is growing inside.

All this time, he has been watching it, this nasty creature that he fears. From the moment they entered the room, it has focused on them, pacing back and forth unable to cross the threshold to enter. Stepping to the left then crossing to the right it moves in a woven pattern becoming more and more agitated. Its body crooked and bent, and shiny as if wet. The protective line of salt Klara blessed and sprinkled on the floor seems to bar if from the group.

It is now, as he focuses on the doorway, that Stephen sees tiny bits of iron inlaid in the wood of the door and frame. He had not noticed this before for it looks like whoever put it there was trying to conceal it. If this is indeed part of the tool used to keep the Guta out, then his grandfather should have been safe here in his own bed and sitting room.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 477) My Role In This

The small cubicle in the basement, Stephen thinks to himself as he listens to Laszlo’s explanation of the confinement room. He does not dare mention that he has already stumbled upon such a sight.

“She planned on the Guta doing her bidding,” Laszlo continues in a low voice. “And then she planned to trick it into the room, and she was successful.” His voice quivers. “I was told to seal it by layering a trail of salt all the way around the room and across the threshold of the only door.” Laszlo looks down and puts his hand to his forehead.

“Grandfather, what is it? What are you thinking?” Zsofia asks.

She watches her grandfather for a reaction to her question but he does not acknowledge her immediately. Instead, the elderly man stares at the fireplace with its dancing flames of golden light flickering in his eyes. He then takes in several slow deep breaths before speaking.

“I have put all of you in danger and now realize the damage created due to my role in this.” Laszlo looks at his granddaughter with teary eyes. “I have never seen the beast but poor Tamas, he has the ability, just like you.” He says as he looks in Stephen’s direction while Zsofia does the same.

“Do you see it now?” Zsofia whispers to Stephen as she stays focused on his face.

“Yes.” Stephen replies as he puts his arm around her, pulling her close and she reciprocates by wrapping her arms around him.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 476) Underworld

“I’m guessing the next section is hell, right?” Stephen asks as he watches the candles sitting on the table.

“The roots of the tree are indeed the underworld. It is the place of bad souls and dead people who did cruel and evil things in life.” She shakes her head back and forth.

“It is where pesky insects and flies and lice were hatched to be bothersome to the living. It is home to the creator of all things bad for humans, a place where evil spirits and demons thrive and most of all, it is the birthplace of the Guta.” Again, she wraps her thin and crooked fingers around the silver and gold-plated amulet hanging from her neck.

“Your grandmother thought of herself as blessed with the ability to contact spirits, and interpret dreams, but when events did not go as she planned, she became bitter and began to harden.” Klara looks out at the hallway as lightning flickers at the windows.

“She became an ugly soul full of hatred, selfishness, and revenge.” Klara says in a gruff manner as Laszlo looks over at her, seemingly coming out of his silent gaze.

“Before she summoned it, she had me build a small room in the basement here at the manor. It was made of stone and wood and the door was embedded with strips of iron.” Laszlo proclaims.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 475) Three Spheres

“Istvan, please pay attention. It is important that you understand the ways of this world.” Klara says as she waves her hand in a wide circle in one flowing motion.

“I’m sorry, please go ahead and explain. I really do want to know.” Stephen says sincerely as he stuffs the locket into the pocket of his jacket.

Our world is not one, but three spheres, much like a tall tree standing firm and straight. First, the top or foliage of the tree is the upper World, where the gods and good souls live. They shape the fate of humans and have much control of our doings.” Klara takes in a deep breath. “The lightning you see tonight is a warning from the heavens as they observe us here, where we dwell, in the chaos of the Middle World.”

“Chaos? What kind of chaos?” Stephen questions.

“The trunk of the tree, the middle world, is not only home to humans but is also the land of many mythological and supernatural creatures. Ghostly spirits of the water and forests are here to frighten us to keep us walking a straight path.” She leans toward Stephen and Zsofia as she speaks.

“What you consider to be of nature, even the wind and rain, are controlled by beings only fairy tales speak of.” She looks over at Laszlo who is looking down at his hands. “Some would call me a babak.”

“What is a babak?” Stephen questions quickly and Klara acts as if she is about to laugh but stops short of doing so.

“A Catty old witch,” She snickers then looks Stephen in the eyes as she laughs. “I am nothing of the sort. I am a wise old woman who speaks the truth which frightens those who wish not to hear them.” She reaches to her neckline and takes hold of a small amulet hanging from a chain.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 474) Not Listening

“What is the world tree?” Stephen asks as an ominous clap of thunder crashes down.

It hits so hard that a small item falls from its perch on the fireplace mantle, landing near Laszlo’s foot. Stephen steps over to where it fell and picks it up to examine it. Upon first glance, he realizes it is a silver toned heart-shaped necklace. Inspecting it further, he finds a round decoration of a bird that looks much like a family crest carved on the back. As he begins to flip it over, his finger touches a little latch on the side, which opens up as a locket. Inside, a small photo of his grandmother reveals itself.

He looks at this very personal item for several seconds without speaking. Then as if afraid to view it any longer, he quickly snaps it closed as he grits his teeth, which shows in the muscles of his face. Holding the shiny item tightly in his left hand, he takes a seat on the sofa next to Zsofia.

Fluidly, she reaches out to hold his free hand and he thinks to himself how comforting it is to have such an ease between them. His nervous energy seems to dissipate when she is near and he wants to tell her that very thing, yet now is far from the time to be discussing his feelings for her. Zsofia looks at him and smiles as if she knows exactly what he is thinking.

“You are not listening, Istvan!” The old woman states in a roaring manner.

She slaps her cane down so hard on the table sitting between them, that everyone is surprised it did not break. All the flames of the candles in the room flicker as if a gust of wind just entered the room, yet no such thing happened.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 473) Attention

Rumbles of thunder boom in low rhythms and the feeling of dampness seeps its way into the manor. As the thickness in the air grows stronger, a pressing chill settles in on the group. Stephen shivers as he stands up and walks to the fireplace where he places two large pieces of wood onto the brightly burning fire. For just a moment, the flames nearly die out but soon the warm flashes of flickering light dance across the smoking logs once again.

Stephen turns and looks back at Zsofia who is watching her grandfather with strong intensity. To Stephen, Zsofia is the most fervent woman he has ever known and as he observes her, his own self-assurance grows. His life up to this point has been unpleasant at best and he never saw himself maturing past his early twenty’s. Yet, somehow in some way, Zsofia has given him strength and a sense of self.

Even though he is looking right at her when she turns and catches his gaze, he continues to hold his stance. Zsofia grins and tips her head down in the slightest blush and Stephen finally realizes she now knows he has been staring at her. A smile burst across his face that he cannot control and he does not want to. He knows without a doubt, he is in love with this fair-haired spirit.

“Before we go any further, all of you must first understand the three important parts of the world tree.” Klara says as she looks at the open door.

The room was so quiet just before she spoke that Stephen and Zsofia both jump from the sound of the old woman’s voice. The attention they were giving to one another ceases as they glance in Klara’s direction.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 472) Confined

“Before the passing of Istvan’s great-uncle, you were never in danger here, for it had not been released from its small dark confinement.” Klara looks at Laszlo and waits patiently for him to comment.

“The monster was held in its chamber where it had been trapped all these years.” Laszlo says nervously. “It was not until Stephen’s great-uncle went looking for money and items of value to sell that he found the small room. His greedy mind was telling him to search for money and treasures and he stumbled upon the cell of the Guta, which he disturbed by breaking down the barriers that kept it confined.” The old man says as he tightens his left hand into a fist.

“Opening the door freed it from years of darkness and one might think the creature would be thankful,” Klara pauses as she shakes her finger at them, “but we all know the outcome of his mistake.”

“I ordered you to stay away after I realized what may have happened.” Laszlo says to Zsofia as tears fill his puffy eyes.

“You still came though, every week.” Klara says as fact as she shifts her gaze from Zsofia to Stephen. “She wanted to keep things tidy for you, Istvan.” She turns as Laszlo looks down shaking his head, for he did not realize how often his granddaughter ignored his direct order.

“The Guta lurks in the shadows of dismal days and ventures out under the veil of shadows and night so it did not bother with you, dear child.” Klara states with authority. “Besides, it wasn’t you it was after.” She looks directly at Laszlo as the room falls silent.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 471) Very Close

“I do not understand. How can this be?” Zsofia asks as she looks from Klara, to her grandfather who is being extremely quiet, and then she directs her attention to Stephen. “I’ve been coming here for years and have never witnessed anything out of the ordinary other than an occasional strange feeling, but that can happen anywhere. Was I in danger coming here?” She pauses, and then looks at her elder. “Grandfather?”

“Because you do not see it does not mean it is not real.” The old woman snickers, not allowing Laszlo a chance to reply to his granddaughter. “Istvan can see it. He has observed it many times.”

“Is this true?” Zsofia asks and Stephen nods yes. “Have I been with you when this has happened?” Zsofia questions.

She leans over to look into Stephen’s eyes but he is looking down at the floor as if in deep thought. He sits quietly, unsure if he should tell her and for several seconds mulls his words over in his mind before replying to her question.

“Yes, when we were together at your house, it was sitting next to your grandfather while he was lying on the floor in your kitchen. You were very close and when it reached out to touch you. . . well. . . that is when I grabbed you and pulled you away.” He looks her in the eyes and prays she understands.

Shocked by this, Zsofia lifts her hand to her mouth as she holds back the breath she quickly gulped into her lungs. Her sparkling eyes are wide and fearful as she glances at her grandfather who is staring into the bright light of the fire.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 470) It Listens

“You cannot let it win and you must first understand it before you can banish it forever.” Klara says as she turns to look at the open door to the hallway. “It is there, just outside the door but it cannot enter.” She says in her normal tone, she then leans across the table between the two sofa’s and whispers, “But it listens.”

This sends a sharp twinge of fear through everyone as they all turn to look at the muted gray and black tones just outside the open door. The seemingly empty blackness of the hall is energized yet appears oppressed and lifeless. Zsofia watches, just like everyone else, but she then slides closer to Stephen who puts his arm around her in a protective manner.

“What is she talking about? What is out in the hall?” Zsofia whispers to Stephen.

“It is a creature of unimaginable pain, sorrow, and death.” Klara states as an answer to a question that was not loud enough for anyone other than Stephen to hear. “Its trickery and methods make you believe the victim passed due to natural causes, but what actually takes place could not be farther from the truth.”

“But what is it?” Zsofia asks as she presses herself closer to Stephen as fear rises from her toes to the top of her head.

“It is a demon sweet girl, one of the most terrifying minions from the depths of hell.” Klara quickly sits up straight on the sofa cushion as if she was touched and startled.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 469) Same Traits

The last words spoken in the room, just minutes ago, were from Stephen as he questioned Klara about Tamas but she never gave an answer. Everyone in the room seems to be in their own thoughts for no one is speaking and with this silence, they can hear the storm outside as rain pelts the windows and thunder rattles the glass. With a deep breath, Klara sits down on the sofa next to Laszlo and she looks directly across the table at Stephen.

“The answer is no, Istvan.” She says in a calm tone.

Confused by this, Stephen looks at her for several seconds wondering if he blanked out and did not hear all that she was saying.

“Come again? What is, no?” He questions.

“You are nothing like her, dear soul. You do not carry the same traits as your Grandmother.” The old woman tips her head to the side as she coughs.

Once again, Klara has answered a question Stephen carried only in his mind.

“There is a passion in you and it’s terribly stifled, but you can overcome it. That is if you wish to.” The old woman states.

Out of the corner of his eye, he can tell Zsofia is looking directly at him. He wishes to open up and to tell her how he feels about her, but maybe self-doubt is what keeps him from acting on his impulse. He wants to spend time with her, to learn about who she is, to see if she is true in how he sees her. The loving kindness she demonstrates makes him feel a happiness he never knew nor ever thought he would find. Now, images of the Guta step into his internal sight, which darkens his mind and the happiness rather quickly.

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Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 468) Overjoyed

As Stephen looks around the room at the faces of the strangers who are now his friends, he wonders what would posses someone to commit murder. Oddly enough, the first thing that comes to mind is the recent and tragic visit from Kate. He was not at all happy to see her on his doorstep and the hatred he felt toward her at that moment, when she interrupted his and Zsofia’s endearing moment, was beyond anything he felt in years.

The next day, when the authorities notified him of her death, he actually felt a sense of relief. In reality, he was glad if not overjoyed! He wonders, is he like his grandmother, does he easily toss people aside? Would he have schemed and plotted a plan in order to get the girl he wanted? Would he have stepped into his grandmother’s role to do away with Kate for Zsofia’s love?

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