Chapter 6
Etan forced his breathing to slow, hoping his heart would follow. He kept seeing his grandmother’s green eyes, same as his and his father’s. Near the end, he didn’t think she knew who she was talking to, but she seemed driven, compelled to get the words out. Words that hadn’t made sense to him then, but Etan, his father, and especially his grandfather listened to every one. That might be the key to everything now.
Maybe talking to the man he trusted more than anyone else would keep this thing from eating him alive like it tried to devour her.
“That night, lots of times, I can feel something moving toward me,” Etan said, speaking slowly. “Once in a while I see an image, but usually I get the sense of a piece moving into place. I knew a big change was coming that night, and I kn
