The Hole — Chapter 15

A Novel of Supernatural Apocalypse

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Moroni was here, in this world. Both of them knew it as soon as they were made aware of the nature of their quest. Furthermore, he was in Salt Lake City. That was why the crazies had migrated here. The Mad King had established his earthly kingdom and Elliot and Evajean were on its outskirts.

“He could be at the temple,” Evajean said. They stood in the hotel lobby, looking out at the dark and empty street. “The big one you see in pictures.”

Elliot thought about this. Back in the hotel room, they had quickly come to the conclusion that gathering weapons for some sort of assault would be meaningless against an enemy such as Moroni. Instead, the two of them would have to rely on prophecy, accepting as truth what they had read in each of the Smiths’ writings. They would have to rely on the impressions of Evajean. They were meant to destroy Moroni and everything they had done until now was leading them to that confrontation. Guns wouldn’t matter, neither would strategy or tactics. If they had within themselves the power to defeat this otherworldly being, then they would defeat him. But if he and Evajean were not the One Mighty and Strong, as Evajean seemed so certain, then no amount of preparation would make any…