CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE - Vic Grows Himself a Cavalry* 1 *
Night fell like a meat axe.
Maddy woke up slowly.
Her lungs felt like they didn’t want to bother breathing. She tried to raise herself only she couldn’t.
She was pinned to the ground like a staked out tarp.
What the hell?
She struggled, but the rooted straw tightened its grip. She twisted her head as much as she could. She saw she was buried in a small forest of strangely carved horse legs.
The two horses.
Vic must have put them down too. He’d made them into whatever the hell he’d become.
A Tatterdemon.
Just where was he going to stop?
Bluedaddy sat beside her, whistling a slow soft tuneless pucker. If he was going to do anything besides sit and watch, he gave no sign. The undead hooves clattered restlessly.
What if one of
