’ ‘Oh. All right. Does anyone else think I spelled it wrong?’ A few people raised their hands, and the class gradually came to the consensus abo...t the typo that appeared in large letters before them all. ‘Why do you think I spelled it wrong?’ A guy sitting a few rows behind Chandra and Vanessa called out, ‘It’s spelled W-O-R-D-S!’ ‘Oh, I see,’ said Professor Wells, feigning ignorance and suddenly giving the air of someone who hadn’t realized the information he had just been provided. ‘But why?’. Insects, burrowing worms, everything living that came into contact with the tentacles died, and with each death the evil grew stronger. He had tasted the life in this new place and he wanted more. He wanted all of it! Baphomet roared! High above in the settlement, an old man sat sharpening arrow heads for the young men who were going on the hunt tomorrow. He felt a shiver down his spine and suddenly felt quite apprehensive, but for no reason he could fathom. His weather-beaten face frowned. We have this huge place, a condominium. Lots of rooms. My 'quarters' are off at one end, but I've seen a lot! I know what goes on. Mummy and her arty little fag decorator friendsand swishy hairdressers. It makes me want to puke." "I can't imagine any woman letting a man like your father go ..." offered Trish, hoping for more juicy details from the innocent girl. "That's just it--he's a real man. Mummy doesn't want a real man around. She has to wear the pants in the family." "And your father. An envelope rested against a lamp on the hallway telephone table; she tore it open.‘Thanks for last night; it was wonderful. Don’t forget to practice your makeup and walking skills ha-ha, but seriously Michele, be careful, and don’t fuck with Matron; she has powerful friends and will not hesitate to out you if you don’t comply.I have to work today but I’ll call you soon.Be careful.’The note was hand-written and instead of signing it Polly had left a red-lipstick kiss. It smelled vaguely of her.