Blood Moon by Geoffrey Huntington

Author:Geoffrey Huntington [Huntington, Geoffrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction / Paranormal
Publisher: Diversion Books
Published: 2013-10-27T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter eight

The Staircase Into Time

The thing now stood before them, growling and salivating. It prepared to lunge but found it could not, contained by the pentagram on the floor. It let out a long and furious howl.

“Marcus,” Devon said, stunned and horrified. “It was you. Not McNutt …”

It all made sense now: Marcus’s scratches and bruises, his parents’ horror. Had they witnessed such a transformation? Probably not, as Marcus would leave his room before anything happened. But they clearly knew something was happening to their son. Something terrible, something unspeakable …

“How? Why?” Devon stood as close to the pentagram as he dared. The beast lashed out him, its bear-like paw making an arc through the air but missing Devon’s face by about six inches. Devon didn’t flinch. He just kept staring at the creature. “I knew I saw something familiar in your eyes … Oh, Marcus, I’m so sorry. I promise I’ll find out why this happening to you, and I’ll put an end to it. I promise!”

Rolfe was clearly disturbed that the teens had witnessed such a thing. Natalie was sobbing uncontrollably. D.J. just stood there, staring blankly at the snarling, furious beast that once was his friend. Cecily was trying, absurdly, to soothe the creature, talking to it as if Marcus might be able to hear her somehow.

“Just be calm, sit tight,” she said, her voice barely audible over the beast’s roars. “It will be over soon enough when the sun comes up again …”

“Let’s all go upstairs,” Rolfe said. “You can’t do anything for him now. The pentagram will keep him—and everyone else in Misery Point—safe for tonight.”

“I’ll stay and keep watch,” Roxanne said. “Oh, that poor, poor child trapped inside that brute’s body …”

The beast tried again to jump free of the pentagram but could not. It hunched down, angry and frustrated, and howled at the ceiling. Yellow saliva spilled from its mouth.

Natalie allowed Rolfe to lead her upstairs. D.J. moved away gradually, walking backward as he kept his eyes on the snarling, snapping creature. Cecily placed her hand on Devon’s shoulder.

“Rolfe’s right,” she said. “There’s nothing more we can do for him right now. At least this time he’s safe.”

“I’ve got to find out why this is happening,” Devon said. “I can’t just stand here and wait for the sun to rise.”

“But what can you do? If it’s Jackson Muir who’s behind this—”

“I beat him once, I can do it again.” Devon pulled his eyes away from the beast to look at Cecily. “The room in the West Wing with all the books. Maybe there will be an answer there.”

Cecily shuddered. “You mean the room with the portal into the Hell Hole? But you’ve never been able to get inside there, Devon. Some force won’t allow you in.”

“I suspect that’s changed,” Devon said. “When I physically broke through the secret room in the basement I seemed to have broken whatever mystical barriers your grandmother had set up within the house—barriers that were designed to keep me from discovering answers.

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