Trying to ignore thesensations, Dante hurried for the door with a loud clomp clomp clomp.But the Faust was quicker, gliding through the room and cutti...g off itsopponent's escape. It stared intently at Dante, and its claws glowedmenacingly.Dante felt his blood run cold. He had no way to dodge; if he leapt tothe side, he'd fall over in his heels again and would be a sitting duck.If he backed off, he'd be turned into a devil slaying shish kebab. Andhe wasn't sure he could risk jumping into the air. ”“Getting along with him?” asked Martin.Standing up from the ground, Jerry looked around for a rag. At the moment, he was angry with himself for throwing away all of the clothes that had been left in the house. They’d have made great rags for use when working on the car. Finding the scrap of cloth that he had used earlier, he started to wipe his hands off.Looking over at Martin, he said, “Yeah. To tell the truth, I met him for the first time last week, too.”“Huh? I know you lived with the kid.. Immediately, the system asked for a password. Jim looked at the paper,and copied the long meaningless string of characters into the inputscreen. He clicked to finish, and the screen almost immediately poppedup asking for a second key string. Jim winced, and then typed in thesecond key that his father had given him.Another dialog box popped up. This one had a very explicit warning."If you are certain that you want to know the hidden story, enter thekey. But be warned: it will change the way. He caught her in his strong arms as she collapsed, her ankles and knees refusing to hold her weight. He managed to grab the roll of toilet paper that hung on its customary nail on the porch rail and headed with her into the brush. He found a clearing and gently settled her into a crouch.She rested on her haunches, her feet and knees spread wide. He crouched in front of her, holding both her hands in his to give her support so she wouldn't keel over backwards. She was embarrassed by his scrutiny.