Now she saw him watching her from the partially formed circle, Cathleen's hand in his. Did he know, too? Did everyone know she had been Marty Collier? There was no place to run. Jules, holding her right hand, pulled her into the circle. Then someone else took her left hand. She glanced to the left and saw it was Charn, and her muscles tensed, but his grasp was firm. Now the circle was complete. Josephine stood to the other side of Jules. The hooded figure in the center began chanting in a ghastly travesty of the warlock scene from The Unmasking of Hell: Lord Asmodeus Demon of dark lore, We, your worshippers Bring blood to your altar— The circle moved widdershins, slowly at first, picking up speed as the chant grew faster. Martha clenched her teeth, soon now the warlock would throw back his hood and point his finger to bring Nida forth from the others… The cowl fell from the head of the robed figure, and she stared at the white-haired man inside the circle.
