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Smooshed, or, The Nine Wives of Marco Diaz	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 15416 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 12: Looking for Trouble
Tom, switching the call to video, looked at Rosa on his phone screen and said, “Wait, the Spirit is a virus? Like…germs?”
“Very, very small germs.”
“Wow…Well, I guess that might explain why I’m immune,” Tom said. “I can get some Mewman and human diseases, but not others. But what about Marco? He’s as human as they come.”
“My guess,” Rosa replied, “is that Marco isn’t completely immune. But something in his genetic makeup limits what the virus can do inside his body, particularly beyond the blood-brain barrier.”
“If it’s genetic, why aren’t his parents immune, too?”
“I’m not sure. It could be that several genetic factors are involved, and Marco happens to have the right combination of them. Or it could be a mutation—a genetic change that occurred spontaneously rather than being passed down.”
“And could a virus cause all the physical changes we saw in the girls?” Tom asked.
“Theoretically. Viruses reproduce by injecting their DNA into the cells of other organisms, forcing the cells to make more virus. That DNA could have physiological effects, as well.”
“Huh,” Tom replied. “How about all the weird mind-control stuff? Could a virus do that somehow?”
“Well…” Rosa replied slowly, “…this is where my theory starts to get a little…crackpotty.”
“Um, okay, lay it on me.”
Rosa took a breath and said, “I think it’s possible that this virus has a kind of…for lack of a better term…collective intelligence.”
“I’m not following you. How does something so small have any kind of intelligence?”
“Think of a human brain cell. It’s tiny, and by itself, all it can do is either fire off signals or not fire off signals. But network that brain cell with billions of others, and you’ve got a brain—and a mind.”
“So one virus is dumb,” Tom said, “but lots of viruses working together could be smart?”
“Nobody’s ever seen it happen,” Rosa said. “But if the individual viruses have a way to communicate with one another—which, admittedly, is a big if—it’s possible.”
“Wow,” Tom replied. Then he raised an eyebrow. “Hey, remember what Brigid said to Lydia about getting the Pony Heads out of the way? Maybe the virus got them sick on purpose.”
“Possibly,” she said with a sigh. “I fear that anything I could say about that would be hopelessly speculative.
“But,” Rosa continued, “coming back to things we are able to prove, I’m now convinced that the cult compound is the point of origin. Concentrations of the airborne virus are higher there than anywhere else.”
With a furrowed brow, Tom said, “Okay. So Star and Marco go to the compound, and Star catches the virus. She goes home and gives it to her parents, then Marco’s parents, then Pony Head, Jackie, Janna, and so on.”
“That seems the most likely course of events, yes,” Rosa said. “And given that the virus is airborne, no doubt they’ve all given it to countless other people around town by now. Especially after exposing so many people at the coronation.”
Tom’s eyebrows rose. “Wait a second,” he said. “I hung out with Janna for almost an hour at Smoothie Hut after she became one of the brides. I wasn’t wearing the nose plugs then, so I would have been exposed.”
“Given how contagious the virus appears to be,” Rosa replied, “that suggests that you’re immune. I can test that with a sample of your blood.”
“Good, ‘cause these plugs are starting to irritate the inside of my nose.”
“That’s not the only good news. If your body is making an antigen to the virus, that means that we could use it to develop a cure. Or at least a vaccine.”
“Wow,” Tom replied. “That would be huge.”
“Well, yes, it would,” Rosa said. “But I should have said ‘might possibly be able to’ instead of ‘could.’ Just identifying the antigen will be tricky at best, and synthesizing more of it could be even trickier.”
Tom exhaled and replied, “Then I guess we’d better get started.”
“Good. Meet me at my apartment. I have some equipment here,” Rosa said. “And be prepared to roll up your sleeve.”
***
Marco was lying on his side as he began to rise slowly out of the depths of sleep. His eyes were still closed when he felt a pair of hands take gentle hold of his right wrist. Then they placed his open hand on what was unmistakably a big, bare, exquisitely soft breast.
“C’mon, Marco,” Jackie murmured teasingly in his ear. “You know I can’t start the day off right without my morning feelies.”
Marco couldn’t help but reach out blindly with his left hand, which Jackie guided to her other breast. Even if she had been wearing a nightgown made of sailor’s canvas, Marco would easily have felt Jackie’s thick nipples against his palms. Polo twitched in response.
Despite Marco’s semi-conscious state, he couldn’t help but squeeze and fondle Jackie’s substantial tits, enjoying their size and softness even through the haze of sleepiness. His enjoyment was enhanced when he felt her big nipples grow hard.
As he continued to fondle Jackie’s breasts, eliciting little moans and hums of pleasure, Marco felt someone else slide up next to him. The warmth of their skin radiated against his face.
“Hey, Marco,” Star whispered, “since your hands are busy, wanna use your mouth on me?”
“Mmmhmm,” Marco replied, giving the barest nod.
He felt Star get up on her hands and knees above his head, and then she pushed her nipple between his lips. Marco sucked it gently, savoring the faint sweetness of her skin.
Marco had been performing the happy dual tasks of fondling and sucking for only a moment before he heard and felt someone else sliding downward on the bed, then moving between his legs. A soft hand wrapped around his cock, which had grown hard as Marco attended to his first two wives’ breasts.
“Mmm,” he heard Hekapoo say. “This looks delicious.”
She took the head of his cock into her mouth and began to suckle it, much as Marco was suckling Star’s breast.
“Hek,” Janna said, pulling off her olive-drab nightgown and moving down next to Hekapoo, “lemme get in there for a sec.”
Hekapoo released Marco’s cockhead from her mouth. Then Marco felt something soft envelop his cockshaft.
“There we go,” Janna said, moving her breasts up and down Marco’s shaft. Janna might not have been as well endowed as Jackie, but she’d definitely had some more breast growth recently, and she now had two good handfuls of boob. “Now we can give him a suck and a tittyfuck at the same time.”
Marco couldn’t think of a single day in his lifetime that had started out anywhere near as well as this. Maybe the cult people were crazy, but Marco could no longer deny that his new life as their “king” was a dream come true. Or it would be, if Marco had ever dared even to dream that anything like this could happen to him.
Marco felt two more pairs of hands join his in feeling up Jackie, and he sensed that those hands belonged to Star and Kelly. That was just fine with Marco—there was plenty of Jackie-boob to go around.
“Whoa, Jackie, these are amazing!” Star exclaimed. “I mean, we’re all getting pretty curvy, but wow.”
“Yeah,” Kelly agreed. “These aren’t just boobs—these are gazongas.”
“Serious gazongas,” Arms said, admiring them as she began to simultaneously fondle Marco’s balls and finger Jackie’s pussy. “From today on, I’m going to need all four hands just to feel you up.”
“When this started,” Jackie said, her voice breathy with arousal, “I was afraid I was going to have to buy a new bra, like, every day. But the crazy thing is, I don’t even need a bra. These babies just hold themselves up.”
“Damn, they’re really getting big,” Janna said, looking at Jackie’s endowments even as her hand absently traveled downward to join Arms’ hand in playing with Marco’s balls. “When do you think they’ll stop growing?”
Blushing, Jackie replied, “Not yet, I hope. It’s like the bigger they get, the better they feel.” She flashed a wicked, breathless smile as she added, “Everything you guys are doing right now is turning me on like crazy.”
“Oooh, let me in there,” Hekapoo said, having released Marco’s cockhead from her mouth. “I want to suck one of those big babies.”
“And I wanna suck the other one,” Brittney said.
Marco released Jackie’s nipple from his mouth and said, “I don’t see why everybody shouldn’t get a turn.” Teasingly, he added, “Do you, Jackie?”
“Oh God no,” Jackie breathed, her face flushing and starting to glow with perspiration. “Please…suck me…all of you…”
“Looks like our Titty Queen needs some extra-special attention,” Hekapoo said. “And while we girls take care of the top half, maybe Marco can help satisfy her down below.”
Star’s smile was borderline fiendish as she looked at Jackie’s face and said, “Yeah, let’s get some dick in you. Marco, wanna do your thing? By using your thing?”
Marco looked at Jackie. Her eyes were closed, her face and neck were flushing red, and she was moaning through her parted lips. She clearly didn’t need any more foreplay, and from the way Polo was standing at stiff attention, Marco didn’t need any either. By the time he had stripped off his pajamas (he was starting to wonder whether he should even keep wearing pajamas, given that they always seemed to be in the way and just made more laundry for the servants to wash), his cock was hanging heavily between his thighs, and he was panting with lust.
What was more, Marco kind of loved that “his thing” was fucking. So even though he’d really been enjoying feeling up Jackie, he was happy to move down her body, spread her legs for her, put a pillow under her ass to raise her golden-tufted pussy to the right height, and position his cockhead at her soaking-wet entrance.
“Damn, look at that thing,” Kelly said, looking in awe at Marco’s heavy endowment. Then she put her lips to Jackie’s ear and said, “He’s gonna fuck you so deep.”
“Here it comes,” Marco rasped lustily.
He pushed in, and Jackie moaned loudly. She squirmed and writhed so much that the other girls had to hold her down so they could keep pleasuring her as Marco pushed inch after inch of his big member inside her.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Jackie whimpered, stopping only when Hekapoo kissed her deeply.
Marco was so turned on that he couldn’t take it slow, and it was clear to him that Jackie didn’t need or want him to. So as soon as he had buried his full eleven inches in her eager pussy—which could take every one of those inches, to Marco’s intense erotic pleasure—he started fucking her at a good clip.
“Yeah, give it to her, Marco!” cheered Kelly, who was feeling up Hekapoo even as the horned woman suckled at Jackie’s breast. “Give her every inch of your love!”
Brittney took her lips—which looked like they were glossed in a pale pink even though she hadn’t put on makeup—off of Jackie’s nipple just long enough to shout, “Yeah, plow her hard and deep!”
Marco, spurred by all this encouragement, Jackie’s increasingly loud moans, and the tight embrace of her sweet love tunnel, fucked his beautiful blonde bride-to-be at full throttle. Jackie’s moans rose into shouts and screams of ecstasy. The few coherent words amidst her sounds of pleasure were pleas for Marco, Hekapoo, and Brittney not to stop.
“Oh…God…” Marco grunted. “Jackie…I’m…almost…there…”
“She’s already knocked up, Marco!” Janna shouted. “Shoot it on her tits!”
“Yeah, cream those big babies!” Arms cheered.
“Yeah!” “Do it!” “Paint those puppies!” the other girls shouted as Brittney and Hekapoo pulled their heads away from Jackie’s chest to give their king a clear shot at it.
The notion of shooting his load all over Jackie’s huge, magnificent tits was kicking Marco’s arousal into maximum gear. He only just managed to pull out of Jackie’s pussy and aim his cock at her breasts before he started shooting thick gouts of seed, one after another after another.
Jackie let out an orgasmic shriek, drowning out the other girls’ cheers as Marco’s cum splattered hot and heavy all over her big, exquisitely sensitive breasts. Her body spasmed wildly, such that Hekapoo and Brittney had to hold her down by her shoulders so that every huge spurt of Marco’s seed would land on Jackie’s tits, each one of which made Jackie’s climax that much more powerful.
When Marco finally finished, every square millimeter of Jackie’s breasts was coated in a thick layer of his cum. They looked like two big, round pastries that had been covered in a thick sugar glaze.
“Ooooh, there’s so much!” Star exclaimed.
“Good,” Janna replied, “‘cause I want some.”
“Me too!” shouted Brittney.
“Me too!” cried Kelly.
The other girls made similar shouts of agreement, and then their six faces were surrounding Jackie’s tits, licking Marco’s copious cumload off of them. Janna focused on Jackie’s left nipple and licked up a mouthful of semen, which she swallowed eagerly before taking the nipple into her mouth to get whatever seed remained on it as Arms and Hekapoo licked the rest of Jackie’s left breast clean. Star, Kelly, and Brittney, meanwhile, licked a huge quantity of cum from Jackie’s right breast, their tongues sometimes touching one another as they did. At one point, Star grabbed Kelly’s face and kissed her as they shared a mouthful of Marco’s seed between them.
Even though Jackie had just climaxed, all of this attention to her breasts was driving her crazy. And when Marco dropped his face between her pale, smooth thighs and started eating her out with as much enthusiasm as the girls had in licking the cum from her tits, Jackie screamed and came again, almost as hard as she had the first time.
As Jackie lay in a state of magnificent afterglow, Hekapoo turned to Marco and said, “I can’t stop thinking about all that cum you just fed us. I need you to make some more…and fill up my womb with it.”
She took Marco by the shoulders and pulled him down on top of her. Even as her back came to rest on the bed, Hekapoo, with deftness born of centuries of practice, reached down and grabbed Marco’s cock to aim it right at her entrance, such that Marco came down on top of her and entered her welcoming pussy at the same time. Both of them sighed “Aaaahhhhhh” as Marco’s cock effortlessly buried itself to the hilt inside Hekapoo.
The other girls, who had begun fondling one another, continued doing so but turned their heads to look at Marco and Hekapoo. It had only been a couple of days since Hekapoo became one of Marco’s brides-to-be, and none of the other girls had yet had the opportunity to watch the two of them fuck.
“Looks like we’ve got an audience,” Hekapoo murmured in Marco’s ear.
“Yeah, I’m starting to get used to that,” Marco replied.
“Well, I hope you don’t get too used to this.”
She began to move in that sinuous way of hers, not just with her hips but with her whole body. Marco reciprocated, pushing slowly into her again and again.
“Wow,” said Arms, who was rubbing both Star and Kelly’s clits as she watched. “She’s amazing.”
“I really want to learn to move like that,” Kelly murmured.
Janna, who was rapidly thumb-typing on her phone, said, “I’m taking notes.” Then she closed one app and opened another. “Fuck it, I’m taking video.”
Brittney was fondling the semiconscious, faintly moaning Jackie’s big, bare breasts as she chimed in, “I love that sex is a spectator sport around here.”
For minutes, Hekapoo and Marco continued to fuck in that slow, sensuous rhythm. The others watched in a kind of erotic trance, absently pleasuring themselves or each other as they gazed at the two lovers.
It wasn’t just the observers who were affected. Unlike the previous day, when Marco was very aware of his audience the entire time he was getting it on with Brittney, he now found his sensorium shrinking until it encompassed only Hekapoo and himself. He gazed into her red-gold eyes even as he reached up to gently wrap his hands around her smooth, warm horns. Hekapoo moaned.
“All I see is you…” she murmured as she and Marco moved together in perfect synchrony. “All I feel is you…You cover me…You fill me…”
“All I want is to fill you,” Marco murmured in reply. “To fill you with me, with my love, so you’ll always know that you’re never alone.”
Star, who was watching as raptly as any of them, was pulled out of her reverie by a sniffling sound. She looked over to see a tear sliding down Janna’s cheek. Star moved over to her.
“Janna,” Star whispered, “are you crying?”
“No,” Janna hissed. Then her head fell. “Yes.”
“It’s okay,” Jackie said, sitting up and moving to Janna’s other side. “Marco loves you that way, too.” She gently brushed a hair from Janna’s face as she added, “We all do.”
When Janna looked at Jackie and smiled wanly, the blonde girl said, “C’mere,” and gently pulled Janna’s head down to rest on Jackie’s big breasts. Janna closed her eyes, and her smile widened.
It had been a long time since Hekapoo was as focused on anything as she was now. Her world consisted of Marco, herself, and their lovemaking. His every sound was a thunderclap of pleasure; his every movement against her and inside her was a lightning strike of bliss. All Hekapoo wanted was more of Marco, and more of what Marco was making her feel. And she had only to look into Marco’s eyes to see that he perceived her desire and shared it—even before he started moving faster inside her, in the fraction of a second before she increased the speed and force of her own movements to the same pace.
“Don’t stop, Marco…” she murmured. “Don’t stop…”
“I won’t stop,” he breathed. “Not for anything…”
Over uncounted minutes, their lovemaking grew faster, more energetic, more passionate. The other girls continued watching raptly—even Janna, whose head remained pillowed on Jackie’s breast as the blonde girl lovingly fingered Janna’s asshole.
Now, Marco was fucking Hekapoo hard and fast, and the horned woman was thrusting her wide hips hard against his.
“Yes…Marco…yes…” Hekapoo gasped. “Cum…inside me…I need…to feel it…”
“Oh…Hekapoo…” Marco panted. “I’m…gonna…do it…I…AAAAAAH!”
He started shooting inside Hekapoo, and for the plush redhead, the first hot splash of Marco’s potent seed against the entrance to her womb was like turning a flamethrower on a pile of dynamite.
“HaaaaAAAAAAAAAH!” Hekapoo screamed, her climax so powerful that she clutched Marco to her with all her strength. And then all the watching girls were startled when a brilliant flame burst into existence between Hekapoo’s horns.
“What the fuck!?” Arms shouted.
“Holy hand grenade!” Janna cried.
“I don’t believe it,” Star murmured.
The flame vanished in an instant. And then the girls were looking around wide-eyed as Hekapoo and Marco panted for breath.
“You all saw that, right?” Star said. “Fire? Between her horns?”
“Yeah,” Arms said, dumbfounded. “Just for a second, but yeah.”
“How is that possible?” Kelly asked. “I thought Hekapoo wasn’t magic anymore.”
“I wasn’t! I mean, I’m not!” Hekapoo replied, sitting up. “I couldn’t have survived the death of magic if I still had any left in me. I’m as clueless as any of you.”
“Nah,” Janna muttered. “Nobody’s more clueless than Marco.”
“Hey, I heard that,” Marco said, whipping his head around to look at Janna. “And if you ever want it up the butt again-”
“I retract my snark,” Janna said quickly.
***
After showering and getting dressed, Marco and the seven queens-to-be were sitting around the breakfast table. Marco and Jackie were wolfing down blueberry pancakes almost as fast as Geeda could make them. The other girls were hungry, but not as ravenous as those two.
“Even when you share it six ways,” Star said, “one cumload from Marco really takes the edge off.”
“I hope Chef Marco is making another batch,” Brittney added, giving her fiancé the briefest flash of her perky tits. Like Jackie, Brittney had decided not to bother with bras anymore, which meant she only had to pull up the hem of her crop top to show off the goods.
“So,” Hekapoo said, “I hate to bring up business during this nice postcoital breakfast—and after the super-weird thing that just happened—but we need to decide what we’re doing about the Mina Loveberry situation.”
“I’ve been talking to the palace guard,” Arms said. “Our search parties haven’t found the Monster-Haters, but they’ve narrowed the search area down a lot. It’s pretty clear that Mina and her cronies are in a part of the Forest of Certain Death that’s about two miles from the edge of town.”
“If we go out there,” Star added, “we’ll probably find them.”
“And then what?” Marco asked. “We don’t know what they’ve been doing out there, what kind of security they’ve got, or what they can throw at us if they spot us. Going into the woods blind seems kind of reckless.”
“No, no, there’s tons of reck,” Star replied. “We wouldn’t be going there to engage—just to spy on them a little. To find out all that stuff you just said we don’t know.”
“All right, well, that kind of makes sense,” Marco conceded. “But we need to be ready in case there’s trouble. By which I mean we need to be ready to run or hide, not fight—unless we have no choice, anyway. Because if those guys aren’t Possessed, or whatever, then our super-sharp weapons might kill them. And I’m not sure I’m ready to go there. So I’m thinking just Star and I should go.”
“I should probably come, too,” Kelly said. “Because if the Monster-Haters are Possessed, I’ll be able to recognize it. Plus, I got a lot of experience sneaking around after the Possessed took over Woolandia.”
“Works for me,” Star said.
“Great,” Marco replied. “We’ll go right after sundown tonight.”
“Hold up, Janna objected. “Are you really not going to include me? I’m sneakier than Star, and way sneakier than Marco.”
Marco looked at her skeptically. “Well, I don’t know about tha- oh,” he finished as she dangled his keys in front of his face.
“Okay, Janna, you can come too,” Star said.
“Kewl,” she replied. Then she shouted, “To the vault!”
***
As soon as it got dark, Eddie drove Star, Marco, Kelly, and Janna to the edge of the Forest of Certain Death. Marco had wanted to go on foot until it occurred to him that carrying their weapons on the streets of Echo Creek would draw too much attention. The uncharacteristically dark clothing they all wore probably wouldn’t have helped, either.
The forest bordered what was now the seediest part of Echo Creek. Coming down a residential street, the limo passed several Earth-style houses with FOR SALE signs out front.
“Nothing like a killer forest suddenly appearing next to your neighborhood to bring down property values,” Marco commented.
“Earth people are way too scared of this stuff,” Kelly said. “In Woolandia, this would be prime real estate. You can step out your front door and fight scary creatures whenever you want!”
Marco replied, “I guess the realtors around here need to start catering to the creature-fighting demographic.”
The limo reached the end of the street, and the kids got out of the car, taking care not to damage the upholstery or each other with their sharp and pointy weapons.
“You sure you don’t want me to wait here?” Eddie asked.
“Nah,” Janna replied. “A limo looks way out of place on this street.”
“Good point,” Marco said, raising an eyebrow. “Maybe you are the sneakiest.”
“Toldja.”
Marco turned to Eddie. “We’ll come back to this same spot when we’re done,” he said. “Then we’ll call you to pick us up.”
“You got it,” Eddie replied. “Y’all be careful out there.” Then he drove off.
The four teenagers departed the street and headed into the woods. Star and Marco quietly pointed out to Janna and Kelly the various carnivorous plants and other natural hazards as they went.
“I can see why Mina and her pals picked this place,” Janna said. “You can’t beat a killer forest for security.”
“As long as it doesn’t kill you, yeah,” Marco replied.
They walked for over an hour, keeping their eyes peeled for signs of humanoid activity. They were largely silent, except at one point when Marco loosed a brief squawk of surprise, fearing that some flesh-eating plant had stuck one of its tendrils in his pants and was fishing for his junk—until he realized that it was just Janna. After that, Marco made Janna walk in front of him.
A light breeze arose, and Janna sniffed the air.
“I smell smoke,” she whispered.
They followed their noses and soon spotted a dot of firelight, and then two more.
“This has got to be it,” Star whispered.
Quickly and quietly, Star shinnied up a tree and climbed out onto a branch that hung about nine feet above the ground. Then Marco leaped up like a basketball player shooting a layup to hand her a pair of binoculars. They all waited quietly until Star backflipped down from the branch.
“I count about three dozen of them around the campfires,” she whispered. “Including Mina. But I didn’t see Manfred, so there must be more of them in the tents, or else they’re-”
“Right behind you, Princess,” a voice said.
The four kids turned around, and there stood Manfred, three of his fellow Monster-Haters, and two individuals so covered in pastel-colored hair that they had to be Woolettes. Which meant they had to be Possessed. And the weird greenish glow in the eyes of Manfred and the other Mewmans suggested that they had joined the Possessed’s numbers. All of them had swords, spiked flails, or other medieval-style weapons.
Marco knew that any second now, Manfred and his cronies would alert the others. Then it would be four kids versus forty or more bad guys. But he also knew that this was an un-missable opportunity to find out if the special metal in their weapons could actually de-Possess someone. He drew his sword.
“Hai-yah!” Marco shouted, leaping at Manfred with a flying kick while simultaneously slashing at one of Manfred’s cronies.
The former butler awkwardly flung himself out of the way, but the other Monster-Hater—a big guy with a blonde beard—took the sword-slash on his upper arm. The man stepped back, clutching his arm. But then he dropped to his knees and clutched at his head instead, grunting “NNNNGH!” through gritted teeth.
Having landed on his feet, Marco looked back at Star, Janna, and Kelly. His flying kick had done exactly what Marco had intended, which was to make a hole in the middle of the enemy. Star recognized this immediately and took off running, brushing past Manfred and the others—and spiking one of the Woolettes in the back of the thigh on the way through. The Woolette, too, dropped to her knees and clutched at her head, screaming. Janna and Kelly were hot on Star’s heels and slashed at other bad guys as they ran, but the enemy was wise to them now and dodged their attacks.
The Possessed gave chase, but it wasn’t hard for four physically fit, mostly unladen teenagers to outrun a bunch of adults in armor. Soon, Marco and the girls couldn’t hear their pursuers anymore. So they slowed to a walk and continued back toward the place at the edge of the forest where they would rendezvous with Eddie.
“Well,” Star said, getting her breath back, “I’d say that’s ‘mission accomplished.’”
“What do you mean?” Marco asked. “Now that they know that we know where they are, they’re probably moving camp right now. There’s going to be nothing but three piles of campfire-ash by the time we can come back in force.”
“Yeah, but we did everything we came out here to do,” Star replied. “We got an idea of how many of them there are, we saw what kinds of weapons they have, and we know that our weapons actually work!”
“Most importantly,” Kelly chimed in, “we know that the Possessed are here, and that they’ve recruited the Monster-Haters. Which means,” she added, “they won’t just be coming after the monsters anymore. Now, they’ll be coming after all of us.”
“Wow,” Janna said, shuffling along between Star and Kelly. “You guys really know how to brighten up a midnight hike.”
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