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“What are youdoing? ” Ian roared
“It's having a seizure or something, IanDoc's trying to bring it around
My ears were ringing, but not from the slapIt was the smell–the smell of the silver blood
dripping down the walls–the smell of the blood of soulsThe room writhed around me as
though it were aliveThe light twisted into strange patterns, curved into the shapes of monsters
from my pastA Vulture unfurled its wings… a claw beast swung its heavy pincers toward my
face… Doc smiled and reached for me with silver trickling from his fingertips…
The room spun once more, slowly, and then went black
Unconsciousness didn't claim me for longIt must have been only seconds later when my head
clearedI was all too lucid; I wished I could stay oblivious longer
I was moving, rocking back and forth, and it was too black to seeMercifully, the horrible smell
had fadedThe musty, humid air of the caves was like perfume
The feeling of being carried, being cradled, was familiarThat first week after Kyle had injured
me, I'd traveled many places in Ian's armsthought she'd have guessed what we were up toLooks like I was wrong,” Jared was
murmuring
“You think that's what happened?” Ian's voice cut hard in the quiet tunnel“That she was
scared because Doc was trying to take the other souls out? That she was afraid for herself?”
Jared didn't answer for a minute“You don't?”
Ian made a sound in the back of his throatAs disgusted asI am that you would
bring back more… victims for Doc, bring them backnow! –as much as that turns my stomach,
that's not what upset herHow can you be so blind? Can't you imagine what that must have
looked like to her in there?”
“I know we had the bodies covered before –”
“Thewrong bodies, JaredOh, I'm sure Wanda would be upset by a human corpse–she's so
gentle; violence and death aren't a part of her normal worldBut think what the things on that
table must have meant to