said the zombie finally as he sat across from the girl and leaned back into the luxurious leather of the French provincial arm chair. “I not only stayed with the wolves, but I became their leader. Or at least, they looked to me to lead them and I did. “Life with the pack was simple. We hunted. ...
the zombie said. “If you still want the interview, that is.” The girl picked up the glass, gulped down half its contents. “To begin, I need to know your full name. Your real name.” The zombie refilled his glass at the bar and brought the bottle to the table. He sat across from the girl. “Whic...
called Shilastar in a raspy voice. “You mean I did it?” asked Ty. “Yes, dual jump!” he shouted. “It’s so dark, Ty?” Shilastar choked out. “You can breathe now.” “Breathe?” asked Shi...