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his deputy. I never realised, never even
recognised the signs. All that time alone and she was in front of
me all the time.
    He put his arm around her and
squeezed. He saw the stranger indicate that the families of the men
should exit through the still open door. The women and children
didn’t need further prompting and soon the hall was mostly
empty.
    Newton looked around at those
that remained. Most were too old to be tempted by this devil’s
promises, but some were not. Some parents stood protectively in
front of their young charges. Elsewhere sons and daughters, old
enough to make up their own minds, stood in contrast in front of
their parents, petrified but defiant. Tears rolled down Newton’s
cheek. It should be quick, at least.
    The creature looked at Newton
with a quizzical look. “What do you hope to gain by dying?” he
asked.
    Newton looked at him. “The fact
that you have to ask means that you will never understand us and
that will be your downfall eventually.”
    The creature shrugged and left.
His leaving was like a lever releasing a spring and the ten
remaining creatures surged forward.
    Outside the survivors couldn’t
bear to look at each other and remained huddled in the cold air,
alone with their thoughts, until the screaming inside died
away.
     
     

Chapter 1
    Harris winced. A cramp shot up
his leg and he shifted his position to get more comfortable in his
treetop perch. He brought the binoculars to his eyes and surveyed
the front of the house. The two-story Georgian structure was richly
covered in blooming ivy and nestled in the middle of its 100-acre
estate. From his vantage point, Harris could see the large wooden
entrance doors set behind sun bleached sandstone pillars.
    Those doors, he knew, led to the
main hall and a large stairway that spiralled upward to the 10
bedrooms above. The dining room, lounge, library, toilet and
servants” quarters covered the lower floor. He ran though the
house’s interior as he waited, picturing the marble floors, the
expensive furniture and the art on the walls. None of these things
were accurate, for he had never been inside the house; they were
just what he imagined such a grand house would have. His
understanding of the layout, however, was perfect. He knew the
position of every room, window and door. He had studied the plans
for this house until he knew the layout better than the house he
had been born in, this was his first mission in charge and he was
leaving nothing to chance. His stomach churned with nerves and he
tried to distract himself by scanning the grounds around him.
    They had once been very well
kept, he could still see some of the plan that those who had
planted and cared for the grounds had once had. The trees had been
planted in neat lines, guarding the driveway like silent sentinels.
Flower beds had once been dotted liberally around the manicured
lawns, providing splashes of colour to offer relief from the green
canvas. It must have been quite beautiful Harris thought as he
swept the area but the last few years of neglect had seen
everything grow wild and untidy. The trees were no longer trimmed
neatly back and their gnarled branches seemed to loom over the road
as if waiting to grab anything that ventured too close. Plants,
once ordered and regimented in neat, explosions of colour now
spilled chaotically over the beds and merged with the tangle of the
overgrown grass. Harris sighed as he pulled back his sleeve and
looked at his watch.
    “Blue Leader, initiate in 5
minutes.” Harris spoke softly into the microphone positioned
directly in front of his mouth and secured with tape to his left
ear. His headset broadcasted the message clearly to his colleagues
around the grounds.
    Harris suppressed the
nervousness in the pit of his stomach. He transferred the machine
gun that hung from a strap on his back to his lap. As the seconds
crawled by, he picked out his targets for the fifth time. There
were three separate patrols between his position