NINETEEN
The revenant expired with a rattling groan, and Chessie kicked it to the side, off of Mr Apostol.
I stared down at him for a moment, but he was staring at Chessie as though she was infinitely more terrifying than the monster that had just made a go at tearing his throat out.
And she was staring at him.
And I understood the urgency of his need for help.
She swayed, the sabre dropping from her hand. Her eyes were wide, her breathing shallow and fast, her lips parted. I flicked the light on, but she did not react to the sudden brightness. Her pupils were dilated. Transfixed. Entranced. She tried to kneel beside him, and I grabbed her arm and jerked her away even as he scrambled up and back.
He tripped over the twice-deceased revenant and stumbled against the wall. His irises ha
