“K, what—”
Kellan grasped his right wrist tightly, cutting him off midsentence, and whispered at him in a hurry. “There’s a woman in here with us.”
“Lucinda—”
“Not her,” Kellan interrupted in a raspy voice. “Someone else. Her hair is blowing everywhere. She has two rows of sharp teeth and a couple of empty eye sockets. It feels as if she’s staring and sneering at us. Her face has rotted. In fact, I think she’s still decomposing everywhere. She’s wearing a nightgown or something similar. She has sharp claws, too.”
Darwin reacted immediately. He grabbed onto Kellan’s face with his other hand to snap his partner’s attention away. He noticed Kellan’s eyes might be looking at him, but it was obvious his partner wasn’t truly there with him.
“K, listen! Listen to me. Concentrate on my voice. Ignore her. As long as you’re with me, and we have skin contact, she won’t be able to touch or harm you. Come on, man. Return to me.”