Hell's Eyes

HELL'S EYES

If Liza replied, her words didn’t reach Elsie as Mr. Basil shut the door firmly behind them, asking, “You remember what I told you of the cerbertes?” Elsie nodded. “Of course: don’t look into its eyes, dispatch it on sight, and don’t let it get near me.” “Exactly,” Herman praised, rather happy to have found such a capable partner as Miss Elsie Hyacinth for an expedition such as this. “Aside from the danger posed by the unknown, I do believe it’s a rather beautiful day for a stroll, wouldn’t you?” “I’m afraid I’m too focused on the danger to have noticed, Mr. Basil.” Mr. Basil laughed heartily. “A fair plight, I admit. ‘Twas a grand idea to go this morning. I would have gone at night, but perhaps you’ll have saved me yet.” His words did nothing to dispel Elsie’s worry. Dread filled every fiber of Elsie’s being as the pair came to the outskirts of Halberry. The last homes—Mr. Noblémyn’s included—came into view, and beyond them: the Shadow Forest.

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