ild. He is quiet now, but can be quite dangerous. "
Shrike pushed past Madame Cinders and felt along the wall until she found the huddled man. Spyder moved into the doorway, but hung back. He heard Madame Cinders muttering, "Brave girl. Stupid girl. She has to see everything for herself. "
Shrike knelt by the old man and put her hand on his bony chest. "Father? Its Alizarin…?"
The old man screamed and his hands flailed out, knocking Shrike back. Spyder darted across the room and pulled her back to the door. The old man kept on screaming, batting at invisible attackers, kicking at the empty air. Deep scars lined his cheeks where hed clawed his skin away. He was reaching for something and if he hadnt been chained to the wall, he looked like he would be clawing past Spyder and Shrike and anything else he could get hold of. What is he trying to grab? wondered Spyder. He described all this to Shrike.
"Whats wrong with him?" Shrike asked Madame -Cinders.
"We found him in an asylum in Persia," she said. "Hes been made mad by a curse, just as you were blinded by one. Only what your father is suffering is much, much worse. "
"What is he fighting? What does he see?"
"He is seeing Hell, child, dwelling in two Spheres at once. His body is here, but his mind is chained below in some abyssal dungeon. What he is fighting off are the demons that torment him. "
Shrike stood facing her father, though Spyder knew she couldnt see him. Still, he could feel her body shaking almost imperceptibly. She was trying to see him, trying to will his face into her mind.
"There is only one way to restore your father. And that is to free him from the diabolical shackles that ke
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