Chapter 3
The monsters coming out of the darkness around them were unlike anything Jo had ever seen before, and she’d been watching horror movies since she was a toddler--or thereabouts. Some of these things were conglomerations of mythical creatures--with heads and claws of one species and bodies of something completely different. Some had wings, others had horns where they shouldn’t be, and the one thing they all had in common was that they were trying to kill them.
Or eat them alive.
In the darkness, even with her superhuman eyesight, Jo was having trouble aiming at the monsters. Most of them were so dark black, it was difficult to see them against the backdrop of the tunnels. Jo found herself aiming less and firing more, which was never a good way to wield a weapon.
Somehow as they
