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Cory felt the world shuddering around him. Several big explosions from above made him think that maybe the walls would fall down. Let them fall, he thought. He would feast tonight; he would be in paradise tonight. He giggled. Then a horrible thought occurred to him.
What if the sounds meant something was stopping Amoroth from taking him to see his darling patient? They must give him Lori; he had been promised.
The door to his room opened slowly, and light flooded in. Amoroth stood silhouetted against the hallway light.
“I want her now . . .” Cory’s words died away as soon as he spoke them. It was not Amoroth that stood before him; it was something else.
For the first time in his short life Gory Cory knew what fear was. This was not the mad doctor whose threats were meanin
