Free Demon Rock by Stephen Derrian Page A

they didn't notice I had almost all but healed. Maybe they assumed the Master hadn't done as much damage as they expected. Who would have knew that holy water would have worked? Guess there is some truth in the old tales. For me it was a shot in the dark but one that paid off. In a few hours it would be dinner time, and then back to our cells where I would begin my escape. 

In The Shadows
     
     
    Back at the cell Warlock seemed shocked to see me alive. 
    "I heard from some inmates on the way back that the Master was making his move on you. How are you still walking?"
    "Barely." I retorted.
    "Why did he not kill you?"
    "Oh believe me, he wanted to and near succeeded too."
    "What stopped him?"
    "I was brought up Catholic and was an altar boy for most of my childhood despite the fact I came not to believe in God. Good Old Catholic indoctrination for you. I recited the prayer to consecrate the water under my shower, turning the water into holy water, one of a vampire's weaknesses."
    "Thought that was just some folklore, never thought it would actually work."
    "You and I both." I laughed. The laugh sent a pain through my ribs.
    "So what's the plan?"
    "The plan is we sit tight. We get through dinner and after lights out we make our move. I need to stop by the Warden's office first. I can come for you on the way back or you can come with me. It’s up to you."
    "I'll come with you."
    "Okay, now I can shift into the guard but we need a way for you not to be seen. You any spell you can use now you're uninhibited?"
    "Yeah, I know this one spell that basically turns me invisible. It tricks whoever looks upon me into seeing nothing but I'll be beside you the whole time."
    "Excellent. Tonight, we leave." I said with a smile.
     
    After an hour we were put back on labour duties. Once again I got the honour of the toilets. One guard smirked and said "You'll be promoted to office cleaning in no time."
    Shows how little he knows; I'll be gone in five hours. When the guard wasn't looking I used an empty bottle to scoop up some toilet water as the taps were not working. I said the prayer turning it to holy water and slid the bottle into my overalls in case the Master attacked me at dinner. The labour concluded as normal and we went to the mess hall. Tonight's delicious meal was some version of chilli con carne. The Master remained in his normal position staring at me. His face was scarred pretty badly and you could tell that the other inmates were looking at him wondering what had happened to the all powerful Master. He did not make a move and the holy toilet water was not needed. Dinner ended and we were brought back to our cells. I made it; the Master had not killed me. All I had to do was make it to the Warden's office and back to the boat and I was free. I had managed to leave the prison the last two nights and did not foresee any complications. I smiled as I leant back in my bed biding my time until lights out.
     
    Waiting on lights out seemed like eternity. Warlock and I did not even speak. We just waited patiently. When it finally came, we waited an hour and performed the normal routine. Calling the guard over; getting his overalls and hiding him in the bed. We had two hours to get off this rock. Warlock parted the bars and used his spell. He instantly disappeared from my vision although I knew it was all a trick of the mind and that he was actually still there. He tapped me on the shoulder as if to signal to move. We left the cell and headed towards the Warden's office. "He better be there." I thought to myself. I couldn't risk my chance to get off the island, if he wasn't I'd have to devise a new plan to get him but it would be much more difficult once I escaped as I would be hunted. 
     
    We entered the back stairwell and crept up past the guards’ quarters and up to the office floor. We moved along the corridor, Warlock confirming with a touch that he was still there every so often. We reached the office door and