Badd rested the paper cutter against his other palm, sharp eyes scanning the darkness for dangers. "Keep an eye out," he murmured back. "The nasties have a fondness for this area."

And with all the insanity going on those two might be nasties themselves. Badd had learned his lessons well--trusting your own eyes was a fool's game around here. Landel could warp your senses with the greatest of ease.