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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.

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.

It was ten feet away now and closing.

She made her decision.

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.

There were more coming in through the window.

Cast the circle now.

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

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

But what if something happens ... ?

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.

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 more coming in through the window.

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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