Chapter Thirty-Four
David backed up, his heels bumping into Miley’s prone form. He looked back and realized that the shadows were closing in on him. Reaching down to tug Miley fully into the living room yet not into the circles, pentagram or altar, he heard hushed whispers rattling in the wall of darkness that rolled up from the hall and the kitchen. The dim glow of the blood was the only thing keeping the chilling void from crashing down on him, and David was happy with that. The red candles were now faceting of darkness, sucking in light away from the altar. He could hear the whispers coming from the darkness and see the vague outlines of creatures moving beyond the light… And it frightened him. Almost as much as the pillar of inky darkness that had grown from the circle within the pentagram, which was pe
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