Clark POV:
That sentence did more than shake me.
It broke the spell that had frozen me in place.
I turned.
And ran.
But I didn't get far.
From the shadows of the room — those corners I hadn't dared look at before — something moved. No, leaped. A blur of snarling, growling muscle, all fur and fangs and pure nightmare.
A shadow dog. No, not a dog — not really. Something worse. Bigger. Thicker. Made of fur and long fierce jaws filled with sharp teeth and something even deeper, like it didn't exist entirely in this world. The thing slammed into the wall just inches from my head, claws gouging through the concrete like cardboard.
I screamed. My legs almost gave out.
Another one followed it. Then a third. They were crawling out of the darkness like it was a door.
