I never imagined that magic was real or that a spell would work… who would ever think that? We live in the real world, the rational world. A world of reality TV and fast food, not ancient gods and magic spells.
I got another letter from William Jameson, written in his now familiar hand – I’ve posted copies of the letter below. He really did know my grandfather, as I suspected, but not in the way I expected. Apparently my grandfather helped him with some kind of supernatural problem years ago – so that’s something Grandpa Joe did, apparently, helping people with supernatural issues. Wouldn’t have ever guessed that one. I can’t even believe I’m writing that, but it’s right there, in the letter, and why would he lie? I suppose there are a good number of reasons why he would lie, technically, but I have this feeling that he’s telling the truth, which is kind of my problem.
So William knew my grandfather, and specifically about my grandfather’s interactions with the paranormal, which is good, but he also says that my spell from last week invoked some ancient evil god, and that I’m in greater danger than I was before. Because that’s a real thing now – ancient evil gods who I have somehow managed to piss off. And I didn’t think I could get more freaked out by all of this.
So I have a new chant or charm that I need to do every night before bed, and I need to draw some crazy symbol on myself. William is also sending me some additional help; I’m not sure what kind, but it’s got to be better than the ‘random internet guy’ spell, right?
I don’t know how much more of this I can take, I really don’t.