Things Slip Through
Unreasoning terror filled him as he imagined some creature circling in the dark, primal fears painting an image of gleaming claws hungry for flesh .
Obsidian eyes.
Thick, mucus-slicked hide bristling with tiny hairs.
Soul-plundering teeth clicking in anticipation.
A voice screamed, shattering the silence with syllables that blasted his mind. Gavin clapped his hands over his ears but the booming voice set fire to his thoughts and as he collapsed to his knees, screaming, the words burned themselves onto his brain . . .
MENE, MENE!
TEKEL UPHARSIN!
Everything convulsed: himself, the darkness around him, his insides. He jerked and seized. The light exploded, the voices exploding into a wailing cr
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