Darkhenge

I. IPHIN: PINE

I turned and grabbed it all. The knitting, the cell phone, Rob’s painting off the wall.

Katie jumped up; John stared. “Mac, for God’s sake…”

I flung the door open, dumping all the stuff into the corridor. “Dan! Rosa! Get in here.”

The music went off, the cuddly toys went out. We cleared the place. A white, gleaming emptiness. Then I slammed the door and wedged a chair against it.

Bells exploded into panic. A nurse thumped outside. I folded my arms and looked at Rosa.

“This is it. Now we pray. Your druid needs our help.”

We formed a ring around Chloe, holding one another.

A dark circle.