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low.
    Bonnie started to nod miserably, then abruptly lifted her head. “Where’s Vickie?” she whispered hoarsely.
    “I don’t know. I had to let go of her hand to pull you away from that thing. Let’s move.”
    Bonnie held her back. “But why isn’t she screaming?”
    A shudder went through Meredith. “I don’t know.”
    “Oh, God. Oh, God. We can’t leave her, Meredith.”
    “We
have
to.”
    “We
can’t.
Meredith, I made Caroline invite her. She wouldn’t be here except for me. We have to get her out.”
    There was a pause, and then Meredith hissed, “All right! But you pick the strangest times to turn noble, Bonnie.”
    A door slammed, causing both of them to jump. Then there was a crashing, like feet on stairs, Bonnie thought. And briefly, a voice was raised.
    “Vickie, where are you? Don’t—Vickie, no!
    No!”
    “That was Sue,” gasped Bonnie, jumpingup. “From upstairs!”
    “Why don’t we have a
flashlight
?” Meredith was raging.
    Bonnie knew what she meant. It was too dark to go running blindly around this house; it was too frightening. There was a primitive panic hammering in her brain. She needed light, any light.
    She couldn’t go fumbling into that darkness again, exposed on all sides. She couldn’t
do
it.
    Nevertheless, she took one shaky step away from the chair.
    “Come on,” she gasped, and Meredith came with her, step by step, into the blackness.
    Bonnie kept expecting that moist, hot hand to reach out and grab her again. Every inch of her skin tingled in anticipation of its touch, and especially her own hand, which she had outstretched to feel her way.
    Then she made the mistake of remembering the dream.
    Instantly, the sickly sweet smell of garbage overwhelmed her. She imagined things crawling out of the group and then remembered Elena’s face, gray and hairless, with lips shriveled backfrom grinning teeth. If
that thing
grabbed hold of her…
    I can’t go any farther; I can’t, I can’t, she thought. I’m sorry for Vickie, but I can’t go on. Please, just let me stop here.
    She was clinging to Meredith, almost crying. Then from upstairs came the most horrifying sound she had ever heard.
    It was a whole series of sounds, actually, but they all came so close together that they blended into one terrible swell of noise. First there was screaming, Sue’s voice screaming, “Vickie! Vickie! No!” Then a resonant crash, the sound of glass shattering, as if a hundred windows were breaking at once. And over that a sustained scream, on a note of pure, exquisite terror.
    Then it all stopped.
    “
What was it?
What happened, Meredith?”
    “Something bad.” Meredith’s voice was taut and choked. “Something very bad. Bonnie, let go. I’m going to see.”
    “Not alone, you’re not,” Bonnie said fiercely.
    They found the staircase and made their way up it. When they reached the landing, Bonnie could hear a strange and oddly sickening sound,the tinkle of glass shards falling.
    And then the lights went on.
    It was too sudden; Bonnie screamed involuntarily. Turning to Meredith she almost screamed again. Meredith’s dark hair was disheveled and her cheekbones looked too sharp; her face was pale and hollow with fear.
    Tinkle, tinkle.
    It was
worse
with the lights on. Meredith was walking toward the last door down the hall, where the noise was coming from. Bonnie followed, but she knew suddenly, with all her heart, that she didn’t want to see inside that room.
    Meredith pulled the door open. She froze for a minute in the doorway and then lunged quickly inside. Bonnie started for the door.
    “
Oh, my God, don’t come any farther!
”
    Bonnie didn’t even pause. She plunged into the doorway and then pulled up short. At first glance it looked as if the whole side of the house was gone. The French windows that connected the master bedroom to the balcony seemed to have exploded outward, the wood splintered, the glass shattered. Little pieces of glass were hanging precariously