Book of the Blind - Part XI

“Write that down,” Gibson said, not taking his eyes off the channeled specter.

“Already on it.” Clay was hunched over a notepad to protect it from the rain, scribbling furiously.

“What's your name?” Gibson asked.

“I am Havok'Thun, the Illuminated, the One-Maker!”

“No, goddammit,” Gibson said. “Your real name.”