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The Demons of Liberty Row: A Boston Metaphysical Society Story
The Demons of Liberty Row: A Boston Metaphysical Society Story
The Demons of Liberty Row: A Boston Metaphysical Society Story
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Demon hunting has become a lot more difficult for Samuel Hunter and his Medium and Spirit Photographer, Andrew O’Sullivan. Severely injured in his last encounter, Samuel is forced to seek out the assistance of an African-American scientist and engineer by the name of Granville Woods. Suspicious of Samuel and his motives, and with his own secrets to keep, Granville refuses to help. But a demon has come to prey on Granville’s neighborhood of Liberty Row and a close brush with death makes Granville realize he needs Samuel and Andrew’s help after all.

Based on the webcomic BOSTON METAPHYSICAL SOCIETY.

This story is included in the anthology, Boston Metaphysical Society: Prelude.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMay 25, 2014
ISBN9780988312166
The Demons of Liberty Row: A Boston Metaphysical Society Story
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Madeleine Holly-Rosing

A TV, feature film and comic book writer, Madeleine is the winner of the Sloan Fellowship for screenwriting, and the Gold Aurora and Bronze Telly for a PSA produced by Women In Film. She also won numerous awards while completing the UCLA MFA Program in Screenwriting. Having run a number of successful crowdfunding campaigns for her comic, Boston Metaphysical Society, Madeleine now teaches a crowdfunding class for independent creators at Pulp Fiction Books in Culver City as well as guest lecturing at Scriptwriters Network and Dreamworks. She has also published the book, Kickstarter for the Independent Creator. Boston Metaphysical Society webcomic is the recipient of an HONORABLE MENTION at the 2013 GEEKIE AWARDS and was nominated for BEST COMIC/GRAPHIC NOVEL at the 2014 GEEKIE AWARDS. The comic has also been nominated for a 2012 Airship Award as well as a 2013, 2014 and a 2015 Steampunk Chronicle Reader’s Choice Award. Her novella, Steampunk Rat, was also nominated for a 2013 Steampunk Chronicle Reader’s Choice Award. Other comic projects include the short story, The Scout which is part of The 4th Monkey anthology, The Sanctuary (The Edgar Allan Poe Chronicles anthology), The Marriage Counselor ( The Cthulhu is Hard to Spell anthology) and the upcoming The Airship Pirate which will be part of The Rum Row anthology. She is currently writing a four issue mini-series for SFC Comics/Evoluzione Publishing. She also has an anthology of short stories and novellas called Boston Metaphysical Society: Prelude (in print as well as eBook) based on the Boston Metaphysical Society universe available at all major online retailers. The Boston Metaphysical Society short story, Here Abide Monsters, is part of the Some Time Later anthology from Thinking Ink publishers. Formerly a nationally ranked epee fencer, she has competed nationally and internationally. She is an avid reader of comics, steampunk, science fiction, fantasy and historical military fiction.

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    The Demons of Liberty Row

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    Madeleine Holly-Rosing

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    The Demons of Liberty Row

    Take us to the demon, Samuel Hunter ordered, as if he was addressing a dimwitted servant.

    The girl, maybe ten years of age, chirped at him in a short, hysterical laugh. You can’t find him unless he wants you to.

    That’s why I be here, lassie, Andrew O’Sullivan reached out to comfort her, but she shied away from the Irishman, wrapping her torn light wool frock against her chest. We be here to kill it.

    The girl stared at Andrew as if his mind were addled. It can’t die, she murmured.

    Samuel chuckled. Who said that?

    The demon did. Without another word, she turned and fled into the forest.

    #

    A message had arrived at Samuel’s office in Boston Harbor, begging the two demon hunters to come at their best speed to a small town north of the city called Essex. While plowing a new field, a farmer had disturbed a stone crypt that had unknown inscriptions carved into it. By the time they realized it was a binding spell imprisoning a demon, it was too late. The creature had run rampant, killing several men and women.

    It then kidnapped most of the children and kept them alive to lure unsuspecting victims into its grasp, but that was not the worst of it; they were forced to watch while the demon eviscerated the adults, often their parents. This information had come from one young boy who had escaped.

    Local officials sent word to the Boston police and even a few of the Great Houses for help, but the only message the townspeople received in response from the police read, False Reports Will Be Dealt With Harshly.

    They were on their own.

    When Samuel and Andrew arrived in Essex before dark, every house they saw was abandoned except for a large, brick, two-story building in the center of the small town. Samuel, an ex-Pinkerton detective, was handsome in a way that grew on you. His hazel eyes squinted at the palisade the locals erected around the building, noting it was made of a mixture of stones, bricks, and timber. A small maze had been constructed leading up to the wood-and-metal door of what Samuel assumed was the town hall. Two steam-powered buggies were positioned at the entrance and exit of the maze, blocking entry. Terrorized, the town had imprisoned itself.

    Samuel and Andrew’s horses plodded through the mud, then stopped just outside the palisade. The horses carried axes, ammunition, guns, traps, and Andrew’s box camera. Samuel was glad he’d had the foresight not to drive his steam-powered buggy, as the spring rains had turned the road into a bog. He surveyed the scene and saw several guns were aimed in their direction through strategically placed holes in the walls. He gestured to Andrew to get off his horse without making any sudden moves.

    The Irishman complied, but his shorter, stockier body was far less nimble than Samuel’s, and he landed in the mud with a thud. He trudged forward, brushing his graying red hair out of his eyes.

    Though Andrew O’Sullivan was older than Samuel by at least twenty years, he had the stamina of those half his age and the wits of a man educated on a knife. Andrew immigrated to the Americas as a young man with his wife in tow, in search of a better life, as many had before him. What he found was a soot-and rat-filled tenement that most of his kind were destined never to leave. Andrew knew he never would, but he had hope for his young daughter, Caitlin. Unlike most of Boston’s Irish, Andrew had a gift, allowing him to earn a good wage. He was a medium, with the ability to draw out demons and ghosts. He used his unique knowledge of photography and his psychic abilities to hunt demons.

    A raspy male voice cried out from within the building, Who goes there?

    Samuel Hunter! You sent for me.

    As the door to the town hall opened, the first thing Samuel saw was a gun barrel aimed straight at him. Two armed young men fanned out on either side as two others pushed the buggies back just far enough for Samuel and Andrew to negotiate the maze. An older man with a heavy gray beard poked his head out and gestured for them to come in.

    Don’t dawdle! he snapped at the two demon hunters.

    They entered as the young men closed off the maze using the buggies, then shutting the doors behind them.

    Sealed up tight inside the building, the stench of many scared and unwashed bodies and smoke from the fireplaces permeated the room. Samuel pulled out his handkerchief and held it over his nose while Andrew’s eyes watered. Men, women, and a few surviving children huddled in family groups. Pews were stacked up against the walls to make room for the remaining inhabitants of Essex. Samuel noted that even with the distance from Boston, a few of the townsfolk had copper and brass woven into their hems or their jacket lapels, indicating this town wasn’t poverty-stricken; they simply saw no need for ostentatious finery.

    Right after the House Wars, the Great Houses had started a new fashion of adding metal appliques to their clothing. The Middle District adopted a similar style since they could afford it. However, what began as a

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