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The next few seconds were a blur. Toby ran further into the tent, prepared to fight. What he found was a spindly, black creature with a blank expression and long fingers looming over Violet. She was on the floor, screaming, as the creature blocked her escape. Fortunately for Toby, it hadn’t noticed him yet.
He swung a punch and felt a pressure tighten around his forearm. Somehow, his arm slowed in mid-air until it was fixed in place. Another creature appeared and knocked him off balance, clamping him in a painful arm hold.
‘Get off me!’ Toby shouted.
When a third creature arrived, cupping a cold hand over his mouth and dragging him to the floor, he knew he was beaten. The free one grabbed Violet as she tried to get up and run. She descended into frantic yelling. All around, perplexed
