The first one went down easy. Enough momentum and a stone wall were all it took. Pantomime was on the second one before he could make sense of what happened, his hands tightening around the man’s neck.
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“I knew you would see things my way.”
“We can’t risk letting her disappear,” her voice lowered as she spoke, “if she is one of your kind… do you understand what this could mean? What if there are more? Millhaven could finally be free from The Council’s reign.”
“Fine, I’ll do it.”
“A dreamwalker?” He interrupted. “It couldn’t be. You and I both know that there hasn’t been another of my kind for almost a hundred years. The vampires made sure if that.”
“There’s something I need you to do for me, Pantomime.”
He sighed, shifting to rest his head on his hand. “I’m not interested.”
“I think you will be,” she said, “just hear me out.” The way she smiled as she spoke was unsettling.
“Virtue,” the slam of his book closing punctuated her name, “to what do I owe this pleasure?”
“We sure as hell aren’t going to solve any of this if we stand around arguing either. It don’t matter what she is. She can’t be allowed to do that again.”
Their voices echoed against the alley walls. Should she run again? She tried to will herself to get up, but her body wouldn’t move. The world was spinning and all she could do was push herself back into the shadows and pray for their cover was enough.
“Relax? This is a damn nightmare. Just… what kind of a monster can do something like that, anyhow?”
“Hell if I know. It was probably some poison. Some new kind of black magic, voodoo or something.”
“How could we let her out of our sights like that?”
“Relax. She couldn’t have gone far. Not with those injuries.”

























