Karl connected the repeater and stepped back. Fifteen seconds later, the window exploded. His breathing spiked as tiny drones…
The steel felt good beneath his hands, each blow echoing like a confirmation of existence.
Samhain, All Hallows Eve, Halloween. Names change, but the image of the dead dancing endured.
“To summarise, reiteration of scripture and, always, smiles.” Adam spread his arms. “Questions? Simon? No need to be shy; we’re here…
