Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. Stars appeared in the periphery of her vision. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. But, if you've a spark of love for me, don't meddle with anything in that house. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut.
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