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The Harridan did not disguise their joy as the boys slid over grass, rock and dirt toward the open door.
“After all these years, sisters,” said one voice. “We are finally free.”
“We will tear the flesh from their bones,” said a second. “I can taste them now.”
Max used every muscle in his legs to stop himself from being dragged into the stump, but his feet kept right on going.
“Faster, sisters,” said the first voice.
“Quiet, you i***t,” hissed the second. “Any faster and we will lose them. It will be well worth the wait.”
Max yelped as pain shot through his arm.
“Let go,” shouted Tommy.
He screamed as Tommy yanked his arm backwards. The heat of the pain seared his shoulder. He opened his hand and tried to pull away, but quickly realized their palms were fused together. He dug hi
