IN DREAM, THE gray boys stepped closer to Will. They were two paces away now, their arms raised, reaching for him. Another step, and they would have him.
Still he didn’t care. He fell and fell into the dark depths of their eyes.
A sharp pain stabbed his leg. Gasping, he stumbled back, landing hard on the ground. Lying beside him, Brian had his jaws locked on Will’s left ankle. Will looked back at the gray boys, their hands grasping for him. If the Doogle hadn’t done that…
He scooped Brian up in his arms, kicking his skateboard at the nearest boy who lunged for him. Avoiding their eyes, he backed away from the strange figures until he reached the House of Four Doors. From the outside, it was the House of One Door, the door through which they’d entered Dream.
“Nyx! Open the door! I’ve go
