“Harry hurry up!”
“Mare, its nothing to worry about, really.”
“It’s almost seven.”
“We’ll be fine.”
Marisol pulled out her key, a long skeleton key with a tiny set of metal wings near the top. She jammed it into the lock on the door and turned and pulled and pushed until it clicked open. “Hurry.”
“Oh! A coin!” Harry stopped and bent to pick up a coin.
“Harry! No!” The clock rang out in the night and Marisol closed the door quickly, an instinct. It locked quickly, automatically, like it always did at seven and she rushed to the window, pressing her pale gold hands against the window pane. “Harry!” she shouted.
And then they were upon him, the officers of the Monsters. They bared down on him and screeched in his ears. He screamed. “MARISOL!” Their claws grabbed his shirt and as a single silver tear spilled own Marisol’s cheek, Harry was carried off into the black night.”
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Dream People
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