lips and pulled out his phone. They listened, still as statues.
Pluck, pluck.
Jared hit a button, and three short beeps sounded. He grabbed her upper arm and propelled her to the right.
Dani stumbled and glared at him. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Get up the alley. I’ll hold them off till Ian and the others get here. They’ll find us by my phone.” He put the phone back in his pocket and pulled out a gun about the size of a small banana. He’d shot the others with a sawed off shotgun, what was this tiny thing supposed to do?
“Jared, you can’t be serious. You might as well spit at them. Come with me, come on.” She tugged at his sleeve, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Don’t worry. This here is a little alien technology, compliments of our friends. Ian gave it to me when you were upstairs. Now, move already. Nothing you can do without a weapon, and I only got the one. Get up the alley and out of sight.”
Dani hesitated, but he had a point. She turned to go.
“Dani.”
“Yeah?”
“Stay close. The gang will be here in a few minutes.”
“I’ll stay close all right.”
The plucking sounds came louder and faster as a Torog crested the hill. Heart pounding, Dani sprinted up the alley. Ahead and to the left she spied a turnoff. An unfamiliar zing echoed down the alley, and Dani glanced back. The small gun shot a red beam directly into the Torog’s skull. The alien fell backward as a mass of brain matter spilled onto the bricks. Dani stopped, but another Torog went for Jared, who took aim and fired. Shit, how many are there?
Her heart raced as she took off again, rounded the corner, stumbled, and plowed head first into the stinking chest of a Torog.
No! Panic shot through her as she turned to get away.
Massive arms encircled her. The alien jerked her up and spun her around, holding her back pinned against its body. The stench of its breath and skin was putrid. The creature placed its hand over her open mouth, and she tasted the acidic and slightly tangy skin. Bile rose in her throat and silence fell over the alley. Dani struggled, but it was no use. Incredibly strong, the more she struggled, the harder the rancid thing squeezed until she couldn’t breath. Stars danced in front of her eyes as she silently cried out.
* * * *
The emergency signal blared from all the phones at once. Ian checked the GPS. “They’re at the intersection on the way to town. Move.”
The four blasted out the door and ran across the street to the alley. The sound of Jared’s gun buzzed over their footfalls. They crested the hill to find Jared standing over two dead Torogs. “Took you long enough.” Jared lowered his arms, shaking slightly.
“Where’s Dani?” Ian scanned the clearing. “Jared, where the frack is Dani?” He spun around and froze as her psi slammed into him. Like when they were in the pool, he sensed everything she did. The crushing weight and stench of a Torog as it dragged her up the alley enraged him. He bolted up the passage, turned the corner, and fired. The Torog’s head exploded, covering Dani in blue blood and brain matter. Ian closed the distance between them. Both fear and shock were in her eyes.
The creature’s arms still circled Dani’s body as it fell backward. Ian lunged forward and grabbed Dani’s shoulders. She was soaked and slippery, so he grabbed handfuls of her collar and pulled against the dead weight. Finally, as its body relaxed, the arms slipped down Dani’s side and its bowels released their contents at her feet.
Her skin was pale and her eyes wide. She stood looking at him, wild-eyed, dripping bits and pieces of Torog.
Ria and Jared rounded the corner, breathing heavily. Dani swayed slightly.
“Where’s Armond and Marco?” Ian asked, ready to catch her if she fell.
“Couple of locals heard the commotion. Armond is working his magic while Marco keeps watch. Clean-up crew is on the way.”
Dani stepped away from the mess at her feet, pulling herself
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