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“The drunk watched it come from between the man’s lips, a small nebulous cloud that kind of looked like the foreigner was blowing a bubble of fog in his unconscious state. The shroud floated silently from his lips and hovered over his chest, almost sitting on his sternum. In the adjacent cell, Connie forgot to breathe when he saw a face — a woman’s face — manifest in the cloud, looking about the cell in slow motion. The long lank hair, albino white, hung about her doughy pale face in wet strands. The closed mouth was too wide for the face and didn’t appear to have lips, just a thin line curving into a vague amphibious Mona Lisa smile which took Connie back five decades to his childhood pet frog, Leap. The black eyes moved slowly about the room, left and right. That nightmarish countenance turned to Connie and held him in its vacant gaze. He saw how the mouth opened and closed, almost like a fish…or was she saying something to him? The eyes weren’t completely black. Connie made out a fine ring of white around the rims of those hallucinogenic pupils. Her eyes were two solar eclipses.”

“And for a very brief moment, the boy thought he was the audience at a strange black light theatre play, where the daemonic hand puppets come up out of the ground from screaming Hell far below. If they were the hand puppets of brooding horror, then the 14-year-old could only imagine the demon’s hands up inside them, working their innards.”

“Bill’s conscience whispered to him: Only Billy isn’t your son, not really, and you know that but you don’t want to admit it. Billy was a baby you rescued…stole maybe…from Halloween cult freaks seven years ago, almost to the night. You talk about girls being an unknown quantity? Wrong, Bill, wrong. Those things… those Satanists maybe…on the moors that night are the only unknown quantity you need to worry your sweet little head about. What was really lurking inside those Halloween costumes? That’s right, Billy, the one-in-a-billion-baby, lotsa B’s, never returned to his rightful parents.”

“You’ve done something wrong and you know you’ve done something wrong. Sometimes we’re caught, sometimes we’re not. Justice comes in the strangest of forms. It will float to the surface sooner or later and wash up on your doorstep.”