Sully sat, propped against a cooling tower massaging her temples in an attempt to ease the searing pain behind her eyes.
They had tracked the Kindred for several cycles, every time they thought they were close, the gang had somehow slipped away.
I'm getting old, she thought to herself. Her body was weary and her tiredness had manifested itself as a splitting migraine. She hadn't suffered from a headache like this for a while.....no, that wasn't quite true. The last time she had felt like this was in the presence of that detestable Interrogator Jared Blaine, but he, along with his Inquisitorial masters were long gone since the water supply had been infected.
What had he said to her? Something about focusing on the pain to track its source.
She let out a derisive laugh, she wanted to forget about the damnable pain, not focus on it!
Sully closed her eyes and concentrated on the needle like sensation behind her eyes, the pain intensified to a a searing agony which threatened to overwhelm her, to consume her every being. This is what a brain haemorrhage must feel like, I'm dyin....a voice echoed throughout her head interrupting her thoughts.
She opened her eyes, convinced that one of her sisters would be stood there talking to her but the only thing near her was her pet snake Ezili. She closed her eyes again and redoubled her efforts, the agony returned once more but she stilled herself against the torment and followed the echoes that reverberated throughout her skull....GET OUT!....RUN!....FLEE!
Sully's eyes snapped open, she knew that voice, there was no mistaking it, she could even see his detestable, shit-eating grin in her mind's eye.
"Time to get out of this hellhole." she said to Ezili, before rising to go find Brigitte.
Grand Vizier Theron opened his eyes and a malevolent grin spread across the Cult Adept's face. "Thanks for the message." he said to no-one in particular.