One Awake In All The WorldPass Candle could not see the creatures, except as winking blips of light on the flash-brain screen mounted in the flesh of his left arm. He didn’t need to look at the screen, however, to know that the creatures were all around him and his partner, Nona Stiletto.
He could feel their presence. Could feel their eyes upon him, staring from the shadows of the darkened and fog-shrouded city.
More than that, he swore he could feel their malevolence. Their savagery.
He stiffened his right arm as he swept it from side to side, covering an arc of the gray fog with the snout of the warflower dark energy gun peeping from under the skin behind his wrist. He followed the arc with the single beam from his headlight—the round, white disk mounted like a third eye in the mi
