Worse, something was creating some new kind of noise and I didn’t like it at all. It was like echoey watery whispers any time it was misty or cloudy. It filled my senses during the thickest parts of moonrise. I needed my sleep!
“Hold on.” Blucini was holding the jar of fish chunks over her head as Steed tried climbing up her body to get to them. Nina just laughed and didn’t help at all. “Do something!”