“What is wrong with her?” Costin asked, his own eyes glowing now.
Sally looked again at the black doorway. She felt something brush her mind and it wasn't Costin's presence. Her feet seemed to move of their own accord, taking another step closer to the opening. Sally had a sudden urge to go into the house. She wanted to go in because it would be safe inside. She could stay awhile and rest. The words wrapped themselves around her, becoming the only thing she could hear. Come in. Stay awhile. Rest. Over and over the words caressed her mind, drawing her closer and closer to the doorway. Suddenly she felt as though an icy hand was wrapped around her arm. Sally tried to jerk herself free but whatever it was that had her in its grip was too strong. Before she knew what was happening, she was
