Two kids, just wanting to spend the night together, got to spend their last night together:
"They came, fed, and ate—terrorized and killed to their own beat. The sound of paper and plaster tearing now as the entire wall opened and thousands of pairs of little winged creatures began to fill the room. It didn’t matter anymore. He would soon be dead.
He was on his knees when he saw the door burst open. He didn’t think of being rescued. It never crossed his mind. He was beyond that.
Two towering beings stood there. Man-like but not men. Not unless men were eight feet tall and had scales and wings!
They stood in the doorway, taking in the scene before them. Then they stepped inside. They didn’t speak. They didn’t have to. They had other ways of communication. The vermin watched them. Not as they had watched their victims, but meekly, almost timidly. They fluttered quietly—and stood in groups along the floor waiting.
A high-pitched wail of joy suddenly rose up as the demons pointed at the young man. The boy wasn’t dead yet.
A command to finish the kill. The tiny creatures obeyed. Scott passed from dying to death in a micro second. A bell rang from downstairs. The demons had to leave.
The vermin, now visible in bright daylight clustered together. They were joyous. Like happy pets they scampered and played with one another. Then they went back into the wall and the paper became whole again as if by magic..."
JUST ONE OF THE STORIES IN THIS ECLECTIC NOVEL
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