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But what if something happens ... ?

The monster stopped dead.

There were more coming in through the window.

It was ten feet away now and closing.

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.

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.

And the windowpane shattered.

... and the vine-thing stopped when it hit the line. Just stopped.

And acted it out.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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.

She made her decision.

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

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.

... and the vine-thing stopped when it hit the line. Just stopped.

Sky-people, she said, addressing the east and forcing her voice to be strong. It was just a slight turn of the head, but the monster tuned into it instantly. She fought down a shudder, cleared dry phlegm from her throat. I welcome you into our circle of light.

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

And the windowpane shattered.

And acted it out.

... and the vine-thing stopped when it hit the line. Just stopped.

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