Eric raised his revolver, and the golden, sunny-hot bullet hit the sole without harming the prey. The man screamed and ran away. The muzzle followed his back without breaking away. Fear! He was in wild horror when he turned to us. I don't know why... Oh, yes! Yes Yes Yes! Let's! Run! Let your heart beat. I hear it. Let time slow down. Let your feet move slowly. So slow. So clumsy. Yes! More! I let him take a few more steps, and then extended my hand forward. Cheekbones cramped from a smirk. The corners of the lips cracked, and the blood ran down her face again.

"Sleep," I commanded,...