Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #17 August 2015 | Page 55

Margo got back to counting the heads around
her. One, two, three, four, five, six heads. She did a
double take then counted more carefully again One,
two, three, four? Her eyes widened, but before she
could say anything, tendrils wrapped around Lucas’s
torso and pulled him down.

“You don’t really think she will hurt me?”
“I’ve learned that when Margo is pissed you
need a blast radius.”
“All right! Tunnels underneath the screen!” the
clerk shouted.
“Where’s its lair?” Margo growled.
“A storage unit, edge
of town. Key is on that hook!”
the guy was shaking, his voice
squeaky.
Margo dropped him on
the floor and motioned the keys
to her.
“Who the hell are you?”
The ticket salesman was hiding
under the table. He was obviously scared out of his mind.

***
“Where is it!” A livid demonic Margo had
grabbed the ticket salesman by the neck.
about.”

“I don’t know what -- khkh -- you are talking

“Drop the act. Tendrils, lives in dark spaces,
likes a cool climate. Spill before I break your spine
through your throat.”
Jake was standing in front of Patrick, making
sure he stayed as far away as possible.
lightly.

“He’s not a demon I checked.” Patrick said

“He’s not who I’m wary of.” Jake was cautiously observing Margo. He had never seen her so
pissed off. Her reaction to his perceived death was a
friendly hello compared to this.

Margo stopped for a moment, then replied
“The Huntress.” She left, heading for the car.
“Ok, how do we do this?” Patrick asked, as he
and Jake followed her. “I have never been up against
--”
“You two don’t. I do.” Margo’s voice was dark.
“You are crazy.” Jake retorted. “You can’t possibly go up against that alone!”
Margo stopped and turned around. Her face
was rigid, filled with anger. “I put him there! I’m the
one with the past, I’m the one with all the bottled up
feelings and damaged psyche. I was supposed to be its
lunch. I’m not gonna let you to risk yourselves for my
mistake.” Margo got in the car. “I can get him out.”
“You can but get him out but you can’t get
both of you out!” Jake put his hand on the door. Margo

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