Paul hadn"t returned yet, so Mason found a place in the shade to wait for him, leaning against the wall of the building. He kept vigilant, his eyes scanning around him. Something had him on edge. It was probably nothing more than the spotlight on Shades, but he wasn"t sure.
His stomach lurched, the odd tickle of another Shade filling him. He turned toward the feeling, expecting to see Paul and his truck, instead, he saw a strange figure coming from the corner of the store. He was burned and bleeding profusely, leaving a trail of blood on the concrete and along the wall as he stumbled toward Mason, holding out a hand in desperation.
Mason took a hesitant step toward him, grabbing at him as he started to fall and easing him slowly to the concrete. His skin was burned both from exposure to
