Chapter Eleven

“Do you think you could speed it up a little?” said Kenny.

“You can’t rush the universe,” said Lila.

“Yes Kenny,” said Helena, “Perhaps that’s how we got into this mess in the first place.”

“There is some really strong energy coming off the two of you.”

“What is it?” asked Helena.

“You’re displaced.  You’re not where you’re supposed to be.”

“Well, how do we fix it?”

Kenny heard a car door slam and looked downstairs to see a small convoy.  Four cars in total. A squad car, which Officer Crane hopped out of.  Lucy’s van.  A black pick up, transportation of the one, the only, Matt Addison, and a little beetle, belonging to Elizabeth Short. ‘You’ve got to be kidding me,’ he thought, ‘What on earth is she doing here?’

“Uh…Helena? I don’t want to rush the universe or anything but if it could get a move on I wouldn’t mind.  We’ve got company. BIG TIME,” said Kenny.

“I’m sorry,” started Helena, “I would never do this usually but could you hurry the fuck up. Thank you.”

The psychic got over her momentary shock, “I’m getting something.”

“Hurry,” said Kenny, hearing the footfalls on the stairs.

“You have to…”

The doorknob of the locked door starts to jiggle.

“Fuck, it’s locked,” said a muffled voice.

“Move out of the way. Let me open it,” resounds a much louder one.

“Make a wish,” finish the psychic just as the door exploded open.

“What?” said Kenny, looking at the psychic like she was crazy.

“Do it Kenny,” yelled Helena, as she was being dragged forcefully out of the room, “Do it now!”

“I wish I was back home,” said Kenny, squeezing his eyes shut right before he felt a swarm of hands overtake him.