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The sightless thing that entered the room commandeered her complete attention.

And he was right, she knew he was right, there was nothing else and no other way, if the circle was flawed or the ritual sloppy or her will too depleted, then those were the breaks. Inaction meant certain death, and they were down to the very last ticks of the clock. One way or another, it had to be now.

Gwen. Gritting her teeth. Nothing's going to happen ...

Gwen was shocked into stasis. Her tears overflowed. Micki took a deep breath.

And she could see it coming, the first one in, the one with the rabid teeth and tongues that foamed as the fat misshapen vine undulated, thundered across the floorboards, sliding the last remaining foot to the lip of her magickal circle ...

Its skin was closer to bark than it was to shell or skin, but there all resemblance to ordinary plant life terminated abruptly. It's leaves were tonguelike, moist and thick; its thorns canine incisors. It left a steaming slime trail as it moved along the wall, raked inch-deep drywall trenches in its wake.

Fuck the candles, Bob-Ramtha said. You don't have time.

WATER S-S-SISTERS she screamed, howling gaze and voice northward. OH EARTH MOTHER PLEASE ...

Gwen was shocked into stasis. Her tears overflowed. Micki took a deep breath.

It was ten feet away now and closing.

Gwen was shocked into stasis. Her tears overflowed. Micki took a deep breath.

Then, turning to the south, a slight upper-torso pivot. It put the blunted nonhead of the thing behind her.

Then, turning to the south, a slight upper-torso pivot. It put the blunted nonhead of the thing behind her.

Brothers of fire, she croaked, the voice barely clearing her larynx. We need you. Please come to our side.

WATER S-S-SISTERS she screamed, howling gaze and voice northward. OH EARTH MOTHER PLEASE ...

Light the candles. A toneless drone, through a mouth that barely moved. Gwen. Please ...

Oh, no, Micki croaked, her hand freezing in place. The vine probed at the air, like a menacing antenna. When she stopped, it had nothing to go on. It wavered, deaf as well, and then went back to tracing and gouging the wall.

Micki screamed. She couldn't help it. Every inch of control, every last watt of power dispersed, blew apart in the shower of glass. In that moment, she was emptied of thought, personality, hope. Nothing left but the horror.

There were more coming in through the window.

Gwen. Gritting her teeth. Nothing's going to happen ...

... and suddenly she could feel Them: there with her, a presence and quasi-electrical charge that stood all her short hairs on end, plucked her flesh into goose bumps, sucked the air from her chest. Her spine felt liquid hot and burning with violent primal coursing power, the power of Goddess Herself, the power that spun the earth on its axis and breathed Spark into all that lived ...

But what if something happens ... ?

There were more coming in through the window.

Nothing happened. Gwen was frozen in place. Micki dry-swallowed tenor and forced her own hand to snake out slowly for the box of matches.

There were five of them now, feeling in through the hole. They fanned out across the walls ceiling floor. Behind her, Gwen mewled and went fetal in the second Micki spun full around, facing west.

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